I Hid My Eyes Behind Your Sofa

“You’re recording this? Oh God, oh Jesus –.” “It’s all right, Charles. No one is blaming you. We’re just trying to understand what happ...

“Oh oh oh oh! Oh man oh man oh man oh many mans!” “Jay?” Charlie is out of her bed in the motel room, exhaustion and fear in her voice. Th...

Nanowrimo 2015. 1.5K so far. A character just explained his theory that magicians are afraid of the Internet because YouTube is more magi...

Sometimes it is easy to forget how long I spent as a magician without company. Oh, there were allies and friends and enemies, but no one I t...

Jay drained himself of energy last night saving my life from a threat that wasn’t actually threatening us. I’d like to say that’s never happ...

So. Turned out this year was the most I’ve ever written. (2009 was 3 different nanos all a shade over 50K). This year had the magician ser...

It takes less time than it should have, but still longer than I expected. We’re packed and about to leave the town of Hoop’s Creek, which n...

Hi! I like saying hi because it’s nice and not a binding and – oh, right! I’m Jay. But if you’re reading this (or hearing it, like I do wit...

Charlie puts food on the table of the hotel suite. I feel her look over at me and turn the radio off, pulling the buds out of my ears as I ...