I've done some wild things inside my head. I'm not much of a talker--quiet type, really. I like to watch. Observe. Pick apart the patterns in people, in moments, in memories. I don’t always find something worth analyzing, though. And on those days, I go deeper. Inward. Looking for something else. Secrets. Mechanisms. Truths. One time, I went searching for an off switch--just to see if my … Continue reading The Line – A Spoken Word Descent into Madness
No one knows who created the game. Maybe it started when the first cars rolled off the lot and took to the open road. Whoever invented it probably didn’t see this coming—or intend for it to end like this. Harold Pfinster and his friends called it the game. It was simple. On any two-lane road, … Continue reading The Driving Game – A Deadly Late-Night Horror Story
Proverbs 27: 15-16 15 A quarrelsome wife is like the dripping of a leaky roof in a rainstorm; 16 restraining her is like restraining the wind or grasping oil with the hand. I Was Going to Kill Her, But She Made Me Dinner The library wasn’t as helpful as I’d hoped. The biggest problem … Continue reading My Wife Was Replaced by a Mimic, and I Couldn’t Be Happier (Pt 3)
Proverbs 27: 15-16 15 A quarrelsome wife is like the dripping of a leaky roof in a rainstorm; 16 restraining her is like restraining the wind or grasping oil with the hand. Breakfast, Bacon, and a Monster in My House I was wrenched from sleep by the relentless ringing of the doorbell. My head throbbed. … Continue reading My Wife Was Replaced by a Mimic, and I Couldn’t Be Happier (Pt 2)
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