New Life

I nearly piss myself when the wheel finally comes to a complete stop. I blink several times, just to be sure.  I am not seeing things, not today. The arrow points at the sparkling, gold panel, the only one of its kind on the entire roulette. The host turns to me, microphone pressed right up …

The Princess’s Game

"Stop, stop, STOP," Bob said, crossing his arms over the strained buttons of his tropical-print polo. "What color are they?" "Pardon?" I said, eyebrow raised. I should have just said no when they asked me to teach them how to play D&D. Seemed like a quick couple bucks, desperately needed, but I should have known …

Don’t Look Out the Window: The Discharged Superhero

I'm sure some of us feel like discharged superheroes from time to time... especially on a Monday morning. *This is a short story I wrote in response to the Reddit r/WritingPrompts: you were the world's only superhero in your teens and early 20s. You're approaching 30, you now have a day job and have to sit …

Silenters- the early work.

As a (horribly lonely) child I made up a lot of stories.  I recently found one of them at the bottom of my mom's closet.  As I read back over this bizarre universe I created, I knew I had to share.  The story is filled with cats with wings, naturally.  Oh, and their political struggles, …