Back in August, I self-published a short story without telling anyone (I’ve nicknamed it “stealth story”). I did it partly for practice so I could go through the steps of publishing, and partly out of curiosity. What would happen to … Continue reading →
She shuddered from his words as much as his touch. She slid her free hand up to his shoulder and brushed lightly over his collar bone. “I want to touch you everywhere. I want to memorize every inch of you.” … Continue reading →
Yesterday I put Through The Fire up on Amazon and Barnes & Noble. I’ll put it up on Smashwords over the weekend. It’s a little frightening but also incredibly freeing to be making all the decisions myself. I hired a … Continue reading →
“Are you gonna ask her out?” What if she says no? “Well … not right now. Please don’t say anything.” I could turn this kid into a messy splatter in two seconds, and here I was begging him not to … Continue reading →
“Find another table, Alex. This one is full,” another of them said. I looked down the end I was sitting on. “If you guys scooted down a little that way, there’s plenty of room.” They stared at me. “Seriously, what … Continue reading →
“Who the fuck are you?” The biggest guy asked, sitting across and a little to the right of me. “My name is Alex, nice to meet you.” I reached my hand across the table. The jock stared at my hand, … Continue reading →
On the third day I stood in the lunch room again staring out at all the tables and all the little groups chatting away, laughing with each other and I thought, fuck it. Why am I standing here like some … Continue reading →
I’m fucking terrified of my father, but that doesn’t mean I listen to him. I still run away. I’ve done it so many times I’ve lost count. Satan brings me back every time, though I’ve found ways to keep away … Continue reading →
Mew-Mew closed his eyes, and I felt his life slip away. He was too young, and I loved him too much and I wasn’t going to let some asshole in an SUV take him away from me. So I pushed … Continue reading →
It’s the beginning of a new year, so I thought I’d share the beginning of Not My Apocalypse: My name is Alex Holden, and I’m the Antichrist. It’s not like I had choice about it. My father is the Devil, … Continue reading →