The Fork In Our Stars
The middle of this continent is unremarkable in just about any reality. Flat, monotonous land eventually gives way to rockier, monotonous land. And in...
The middle of this continent is unremarkable in just about any reality. Flat, monotonous land eventually gives way to rockier, monotonous land. And in...
We travelled to Kansas City the next morning. Once again sober, I now had misgivings about driving cross country with someone who could blow...
I made a valiant effort to change the subject. “Well, at least we have our youth. Or perceived youth. You look like you’re in...
“Space Camper?” Myria stared at the label on the can I’d just handed her. I settled into my chair and cracked open my own...
As we walked toward my ludicrous truck, Myria slapped her hip and pointed. “This is that 1965 Jeep Gladiator from the Yard Sale inventory...
It occurred to me I’d never actually seen Lady Sera before. Vague impressions, distant memory of a light forehead kiss. But never laid eyes...
Woke up way too early this morning, as I often do when I’m sleeping in a motel bed. Figured it was a good time...
I quite literally lost my home a few months ago. It’s gone, apparently never to come back. And by “home,” I mean my version...
Okay, bear with me because it’s actually been a few years since I wrote a regular column. So I’m probably rusty. That and I’ve...