Killing It

  Gretel walked to the edge of the course and squinted down range, holding her hand above her knockoff, Ferragamo sunglasses to see past the noonday glare. “I can’t even see the target,” she said without turning as a gentle breeze lifted the golden curls from her shoulder. She closed her eyes and delighted in…

Blog Bang Fiction: Panama Rift

April 23rd, 2011 Tobin Garret walked out of the Crown Plaza Panama City into the sweltering heat. He squinted against the glare from the bleached white concrete as he donned his sun glasses and walked to his sedan, his two man security team only steps behind him. As an investigator for the State Department, he…

The Funk…no, not the good kind

He stormed into my study. “Dude! What the hell?!” “What?” I asked without looking up. “You have three first drafts cooking and a series to finish…why are you on twitter?” I shook my head. “If you need to eat all I do is write in a restaurant. If I want to eat, I have to…

My lunch encounter with Edgar Allan Poe

“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.” — Edgar Allan Poe It’s not surprising that two old soldiers would meet and start chatting about the military.  He introduced himself as Ed. I had no idea who he was until many months later, after his mysterious death. I sat on a park bench, eating…

The Psychopath

My name is Ty and I’m a successful Realtor. In fact, I’m the highest grossing Realtor in the state, which is saying a lot considering the massive commercial Renaissance that’s occurring here. What’s my secret? Well, I’m a psychopath. Yep, I’m a real life, one percenter psychopath. That one in a hundred brain structure that…

Let Slip the Rage

“Blood and destruction shall be so in use And dreadful objects so familiar That mothers shall but smile when they behold Their infants quarter’d with the hands of war; All pity choked with custom of fell deeds: And Caesar’s spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these…

Flash Fiction – Sex in the link

“Do you love me, baby?” he asked her as he slipped his arm around her waist. She rolled over and put her hand on his cheek, smiling, eyes sparkling. “Of course. You know you don’t even have to ask.” “Even though I’m away most nights, sitting in a crappy van watching hookers go in and…