I see them come and go every single day that I sit here in this booth at this seedy little bar. Guys, you know the ones, that come in and think they’re going to redefine what it is to be a criminal. These young morons come in off the streets having seen one too many crime movies, mob movies, cop movies, and now they think they understand how this world Read More...
Phillip’s heart hammered in his chest as he sat at the table, surrounded on all sides by observing clergymen. Even over the sound of rushing blood in his ears, he could hear their whispers and musings that they dared speak aloud while they all waited for the Minister.
Surrounded by the blinking lights and humming fans of multiple computers and test equipment, John and Richard discussed the experiment. “They call it The Darkness,” John said. “The place you go when you finally realize.”
This is entry 27 of 30 in the series A Man Called Edgar Snatch Laura’s eyes rolled back in her head after the gun’s barrel connected with her temple. It only took seconds for her temple to swell and change to a dark purple color. She stayed conscious and fought her eyes back into position, so she could look at Snatch. “What are you going to do now?” she asked. Read More...
“You ever get that feeling? You know. That itch, the strange little catch you get in your brain when you look at someone in a public place, and you know for a fact that they’ve just looked away from you a microsecond before you looked in their direction. Yeah. I get that feeling a lot.”
This is entry 26 of 30 in the series A Man Called Edgar Snatch The world pitched and rolled beneath Edgar Snatch as he walked toward the narrow trees at the edge of the forest. He could feel Laura’s eyes on him, and rather than the glee he’d had moments before, he felt a deep dread seated in his stomach.
This is entry 25 of 30 in the series A Man Called Edgar Snatch The final six issues of the Edgar Snatch serial will be released over the next couple of weeks. Stay tuned. Snatch opened his eyes and prepared to answer the Question Queen’s questions, but his eyes opened to a different setting than the one he expected. His hands were cuffed and he sat in the rear seat Read More...
It’s been a while since I posted something to this blog of mine. In the time since my previous post, I haven’t had very much time to write or work. Slowly, I’m immersing myself back into a schedule of healthy freelancing and writing on my own projects. I want to take a moment to share with you my two newest stories. They are flash fiction written for the Twitter #FridayFlash Read More...