This Moment.

"I'm not sure I enjoy living through all this history..."-- the resounding feelings of everyone collectively. I don't like to write when I have to pry the words from my mind. Usually, if I have nothing wise or witty to say, I just try to refrain from leaving paper-trail proof that I, too, am sometimes …

“Dogwood Stains” – Author’s Hand Competition 2nd Place Winner

"Louie’s parents were crushed by a herd of wild zebras. ” "With a first line like this one, how could I resist awarding this runner-up prize?It reeled me in and is indicative of the humor-wrapped ruthlessness of this story, which is set in a dystopic world of child prostitution and amicicide.The author brought the characters to …

Prologue.

  “One. Two. Three.” They stopped saying ‘toss’ twelve bodies ago. Leaving the word implied, Carian and another man released a teenager into the all-devouring pit. Was it still a teenager? Was there age in death? Liv’s twelve years hadn’t set much precedent for catastrophe, and her mind whiplashed with questions like these. Were they …