Short Story Sunday: Dream a Little Dream
Damn. What a night. Fighting demons and their fucking friends. Max rarely even thought of using four letter words but … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Dream a Little Dream
Tag: Short Story Sunday
Short Story Sunday: A Night at the Crest
A Night at the Crest Dallas Andrews was performing at the old Crest Theater in Sacramento. Jonathan Ward’s soon to … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: A Night at the Crest
Short Story Sunday: Floatsam and Jetsum
Here near the beach is one of the few places not on fire right now. The hills are flaming. The … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Floatsam and Jetsum
Short Story Sunday: Too Hot To Wear Black
Damn. At 107°F is was way too hot to wear black. It felt like 250°F inside because the air conditioning … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Too Hot To Wear Black
Short Story Sunday: Food Supply
“I don’t care what they do but they start to mess with the food supply it pisses me off.” I … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Food Supply
Short Story Sunday: Father Paul
She remembered when he was just in high school. His family lived next door in an old ranch house with … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Father Paul
Short Story Sunday: Writing On The Wall
Writing On The Wall Every house I’ve ever lived in as an adult has had writing on the wall. It’s … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Writing On The Wall
Short Story Sunday: Good Bones
The house had good bones. It would stand through a 8.0 magnitude earthquake if there were earthquakes where they stood. … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Good Bones
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