Category: fiction stories

Date From Hell

It’s been a grueling week in which I’ve had to engage in endless duties that require me to operate outside what feels right and normal for me. I decided to counteract this madness by posting a story excerpt near to my heart. I sincerely hope those who read […]

The Beast

This is a rough teaser for Part 2 of the Legion book. My pulse increased just writing, which is saying something for a sleep deprived, workaholic, father of two. 🙂 Enjoy. Gasps and sighs passed through the dining room of a swank downtown restaurant, expressions upon the two […]

Miracle Shoes

When it came to shoe shopping, Lucy was a pro. That’s the way she saw it anyway. Fact was, her employer didn’t seem to appreciate her talent. They still had her stuck doing merchandising, and it was only her frequent trips to competing discount stores to secret shop […]

A Name, Remembered

    The first sensation he discerned as he awoke was the taste of blood in his mouth.  There was the taste, and then the overwhelming urge to vomit, his stomach outraged with intake of bodily fluid and from enduring the inevitable aftershocks left behind when adrenaline blitzkriegs through […]

Funny How A Song

Train doors opened to a cool, dense city air. Charlie sighed imperceptibly before dragging his aching legs from his seat to join an unusually large crowd exiting the subway from Fremont. For him, it was a nightly, mandatory ride toward a reluctant destination, but to most of these […]

All Odorous on the BART

              Pastor Raynell was an odd mixture of personalities.  Most often, he sported an infectious smile – impossibly white teeth contrasted against his dark skin, and most who knew him would unquestionably call him a friendly man, but this did not detract from his unwavering honesty with […]

Magic Coin for a Magic Door

Rummaging, clawing through contents at the bottom of a flimsy sports bag, searching for cold metal, too impatient and too hurting to find another place, Drew glanced at the small green structure before him.  One more quarter would buy him fifteen minutes in that smelly green sanctuary, but […]

Inborn Inaction

He crossed the street with the school on it and was suddenly captured by the sight of a skinny teen – probably sixteen or so – approaching the same intersection.  He slowed down as he and the teen drew closer.  He was struck initially by how displaced the […]