Short Stories

As they say, what happens at church camp will haunt you forever.

Our hero shares his fears, his hopes, his coffee and doughnuts, with a homeless man who may be more than he seems.

Our hero's first day and night as a vampire result in death and a broken window shade.

Our hero dies.

Our hero learns what the next twenty-four hours holds for him. This may be the farthest ahead he's seen in many years.

There's also a river under there, a couple of strange dogs, some giants, and a groundskeeper to take care of it all.

Driven out by Pin, our hero finds the home he's been searching for.

Our hero watches monster movies again. This time with a new friend.

A monster movie marathon leads to a most important lesson.

Back in 1999, a certain writer in Maine was very lucky. But what if...

The story of a dragon who befriends Quasimodo.

The genesis of my formless and flowing faith.

Kyles' uncle has a hole in his neck. Wanna see?

The bus was a strange place, halfway between the freedom of home and the prison of school. The driver never had to assign seats. We knew our places.

A young boy digs to the Devil.

A traumatic day. Some time I'll tell you about the day my Daddy locked himself outside. That was funny.

A parable of sorts. Written under the influence of a sad and beautiful comic called Mother, Come Home by Paul Hornschemeier, and the siren voice of Ray Bradbury.

Writing rule number one is Write What You Know. I know these things. I remember holding that baseball bat, not sure what I wanted to do with it. And I remember putting it away, helpless and little.