Tag Archives: Writing

The Quiet and The Void

It’s been a little while since I last wrote, I know. I’ve been settling in the quiet of the creative space in my mind and concentrating on my project Hanford Ground Zero. It is a place dedicated solely to creative … Continue reading

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Of Killer and Carnage

She stretches out a hand Looking to feel forever In the gentle brush of fingertips Against decaying skin. She finds beauty in carnage, In ruined corpses. In violent displays. In dividing the body against itself. Ever hungry, Ever feeding, But … Continue reading

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An Ode to Matt and Nathan

My parents warned me about you. You were devils Seductively knocking, Leaving ancient tomes at my door. They’d rather I Swallow pills and die Then learn what you gave me; An escape, A gateway, Brothers, You taught me to open … Continue reading

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Man is God

Laced tongues languishing in lost languages. While in PCP beatific visions We gaze into the eyes of God, And there, See only our self.God is a mirror, Or so we tell ourselves, Casting our Perfected photoshopped reflection For all to … Continue reading

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An Open Letter To Stephen King

I posted this to the StephenKing.com message boards last Friday, but I wanted to also share it on a broader platform as well. Mr. Stephen King, There have been a number of positive and encouraging influences in my life that … Continue reading

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Adventure in Writing: He Never Saw the Body!

I was cooking dinner with my wife. I don’t remember what we were making, probably something with chicken, but we were definitely cooking dinner. I remember reaching for a wooden spoon when this sudden realization came over me. I stood … Continue reading

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Monsters and Fathers

He speaks like an exploding dictionary, Picking out the meanest words, Arranging them In the worst order. Prides himself on dumb. Smart Is for “college boys.” And “he ain’t no college boy.” I can still hear him Echoing through my mind … Continue reading

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The Point of Honesty

“When I learned to love myself, to accept all the broken parts, the ghosts of my past could no longer bind me; could no longer hold me in so much stagnant water. I was at last free.” -Basil Fish It … Continue reading

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A Peek Into The Writing Project

A grey mist stretched endlessly in every direction. Echo shivered uncontrollably. His teeth chattered in the bitter cold. Around him the world was cast in an unnatural darkness. Empty and void. He wandered, naked save for the crucifix around his … Continue reading

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Hanford Ground Zero

A few months back I registered the Hanford Ground Zero domain. I have recently publicized a blog under the domain intended to be filled with short stories, strange news articles, images, history, etc. set in the town of Hanford, California. … Continue reading

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A Halloween Story

Join me at HanfordGroundZero for a Halloween horror story!

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God Have Mercy

Slow poison. Sick and drowning in myself. Each cut closer to closure. Closer to home. I am Unraveling myself. Pulling out heartstrings and tendons. Ripping out The better parts of myself. Always, An excuse for leaping without looking. I am … Continue reading

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Covering Mirrors

We are sick to death. To death, And breathless. Holding in our hearts. Guarded, Like a lion and her prey. Unable To let each other in. We stretch miles From inches of indifference. Blind  ourselves And sear our conscience With … Continue reading

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The Veil and the Weird

Echo’s eyes opened slowly to find Jack and Ivan staring at him while he lay on the couch. He sat up startled. He discerned a subtle glow to their eyes. A glow that could have been easily missed if something in him had … Continue reading

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The Long Walk (The ReWrite)

The narrow staircase spiraled deep into the earth. A wall of stone closed in tightly on either side of Echo while evenly spaced bulbs overhead provided just enough light to see each precarious step. Ivan, comfortable and practiced with the descent, … Continue reading

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