Happy Christmas everybody. The fine folks at Roadside Fiction have given me the great honor of including my story “Pennies” in an issue that has been posted today. Feel free to follow this link right here and check it out. It’s free, it’s fun, it’s a way to escape the in-laws for a hot minute so why the hell not, eh?
Thursday, December 25, 2014
Saturday, December 13, 2014
One day about eight years ago while walking down the sidewalk, I decided to start believing in magic, astrology, and all the things that can’t be explained with rational discourse. I figured it would make life more exciting to believe the dude with the top hat actually just sawed his arm off, or the full moon would make people go crazy, or that the person who cut me off will soon drive into a reservoir and be punished for his behavior. However, I soon talked myself out of it because I am apparently not programmed to believe in anything I can’t touch, smell, or lick. And that’s pretty much how my life has been, just walking around and calling bullshit on everything people say. But today I decided to take a step back from that and put that nagging voice in the back of my mind that says at all times “this is fucking stupid this is fucking stupid” on hold, and go see a psychic.