Sell Out!!
It was a typical boring Saturday night. Translated: I was too exhausted to get off my butt and do something that required any effort on my part. So I thought I’d just tool around on my cell phone, and nurse a couple of pints of Knicker Twister beers while chilling on my well-worn La-Z Boy…
One Double Burger, One Plain
Being from the British Isles my Mother used some odd words interchangeably. Filthy, disgusting, and revolting were three of them. Was something “filthy” or “disgusting”? Or a happy combo like disgustingly revolting? I don’t know. With parents go figure. Their actions often contradicted what they said most of the time. I guess in my Mom’s…
He Who Laughs
* This story was first published in Spillwords.com March 10th, 2022. Story contains some Strong Language. They were all thieves, murderers, and thugs, and they all wanted a piece of me. Culled from inner-city ghettos or harvested from backwater hamlelts in the South – my platoon represented the worst society had to offer. Most of…
“Who’s This?”
This is not a stand alone story. This is the Epilogue to my previous story, “Charles NOT in Charge.” I encourage you to read that story first if you haven’t done so already – as it continues the storyline and characters from last month. Psst… You’ll also get the ending of this one. * I…
Charles NOT in Charge Part 2 – Conclusion
* Story Contains Some Strong Language A few weeks later I was on the set of No Life to Give waiting to get my instructions from Tony the Soap’s stage manager. I was still buzzing from my meeting with Anna Marie, assistant Casting Director, for No Life. “You have a perfect look for Soaps, ”…
Charles NOT in Charge Part 2- Conclusion
Howdy Folks! I hope you all have a fun and safe Holiday Weekend. “Charles NOT in Charge” Part 2- Conclusion will be published on Tuesday July 5th. Happy 4th of July!
“Charles NOT in Charge” Part 1
*Story contains some Strong Language The payphone box stunk of urine and oily sweat. Garbage lay reeking on the street. Seemed like the City Garbage Union was on strike again. Yellow cab drivers screamed at each other and blared their horns at slow-moving pedestrians. All in all, it was a typical miserable summer day in…
Golden Boy
“I’m sorry, Charlie but we lost her,” said the Old Man. “But, Dad…I thought you said it was a sure thing?” “Yeah, but the owner got a better offer.” “Ah, fudge!” I said. Ominous silence. “What did you say?” “Uh nothin’…heh…heh…I’m just disappointed. I really wanted that Nova, Dad.” “Well, I think I found another…
Writer’z Kramp
Our cat was an asshole. He bit my Mom. He bit my brother. He even bit me!! We all hated him. Eventually the little fucker ran away. Good riddance. The end. “Ahhh, another masterpiece,” I sighed, closing my laptop. Oh boy, never had my inherent wit come so easily and effortlessly in writing my latest…
Check out February’s Story
#Readers Howdy Folks! February’s story “I Believe this Belongs to You” is now LIVE and ready for your reading pleasure. I’m currently working on March’s tale. So, Stay Tuned!