I Hid My Eyes Behind Your Sofa

His hands flew over the keyboards, one on each, macros and command lines firing out into the void. He used to tell his friends he worked in...

It looks human: all the clever monsters either do that or are human in the first place. Rotund, balding man in a tweed suit with thick glas...

A response to the monkey's prompt of  It was her red ribbon.  Second writing prompt done today, both in the magician series .... I...

"This is your fault." Charlie stabs her finger harder on the horn and glares death through the windshield at the horse eating gra...

was changing "Time was they would be older and wait for me." The unicorn's horn fades slowly from view as it draws up the se...

I am currently editing/fixing the early three scenes of The Weirding Road . Again. This time it's mostly formatting it as a proper novel...

I find the god hiding in the closet it had been born in. The god towers above me, composed of smoke-tinged fur, nightlight red eyes and cla...

I am a magician and it means many things, but less with each funeral I attend. I'm not sure if it's worse if I'm not present. I...

So. I showed this to a friend, who commented on how it hadn't aged well, which got me to thinking about comic books. These stories wer...

So. Here I am, ~5000 words into the story, and I realize it is only going to work if it is first-person from Amaris' pov. Which will inv...