My Newest Stories

I can't believe this week is half over already. There must be some kind of holiday season worm hole stealing my time. I bet I'll wake up tomorrow and it'll be Christmas Eve, or at least that's what it will feel like as all of the shopping, decorating, wrapping and baking evaporates my days and my mind.

I've actually had three new stories released recently. Two of them are in anthologies that could be given to people as gifts. Now there's a thought to try to wrap your brain around. Part of my twisted, little brain wrote a story that is now in a form that could be someone's Christmas present. Wow!

First off, The Specimen is a little sci-fi drabble (100 word story) in the current issue of Luna Station Quarterly. This free, online magazine is packed with creative science fiction stories.

I wrote Strip Tease for A Shaker of Margaritas: Cougars on the Prowl from Mozark Press.

When a woman becomes involved with a much younger man, she is known as a “cougar.” Older women hooking up with younger men intrigue us. What is their story? Does age really matter? Could he be out to take advantage of her? Or did she get lucky and find the love of her life?

If you're looking for something on the creepier side there is Frightmares: A Fistful of Flash Fiction Horror. You might think twice about talking to strangers after reading my story, Gray. 

We are not sure how many body pieces Victor Frankenstein used to create his "monster," but it is likely he used a lot less than Dark Moon Books did in stitching this creation together. It was pointed out during the proofreading and editing process that the table of contents included more words (nearly 800 at last count) than any of the individual stories. It was an interesting observation, but it proves a point. A well-written, complete story can be told with very few words. So, here it is in all of its nightmarish, ghoulish glory, Frightmares: A Fistful of Flash Fiction. It is packed with 129 tales that will rattle your bones, cause you to ponder your future, make you lose some sleep and, yes, even bring a smile to blood-smeared lips. The creation is sewn up tight and ready for a jolt of lightning to bring it to life. And, yes, that time has come, my friends. "It Lives!"