Gaslit

The chimes of the clock ring out over the fog. Shadows stretch from grey buildings over grey streets. The Thames winds under bridges and past docks, murky water seeping up the bank. The stink hangs over the city, a smell of people and industry and waste, a stench that worms its way into the bricks.... Continue Reading →

Numerology

They make their mark, beneath broken glass, while the alarms sound. One keeps watch for police with itchy trigger fingers while the others laugh. Numbers have meaning and theirs mean this: that the world is over, that meaning is over, and they will make something new. This is for Three Line Tales, Week 185. Thanks... Continue Reading →

Sign of the Rose

Hey everyone! Sorry for being gone so long – I'm going to try to get back on top of posting – but I return with exciting news! My short story, "Sign of the Rose," has been published by Crimson Streets, who also published "The Lazarus Riddle." It's a Victorian-era murder mystery which I'm quite proud of.... Continue Reading →

Announcements

First of all, I want to apologize for the lack of activity over the past month. A combination of work, lack of energy, and writer's block led to the least productive writing month of my life. Hopefully I can get things back on track for the New Year. Secondly, I'm excited to announce the publication... Continue Reading →

In the Morning

Hello everyone, it's been a very long time since I've last posted but I'm back! I plan on uploading more regularly too, now, so please check out my stuff and, if you like what you see, come on back. A quick heads up: The next part of my fan voted story will be released soon, so... Continue Reading →

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