Category Archives: Output
A Story For Halloween
Happy Halloween, everyone! Here’s a story to entertain you – unfortunately, so as to not miss the party, the prose is rather under-dressed. Call it nihilism and delve in.
A Story For Halloween
Happy Halloween, everyone! Here’s a story to entertain you – unfortunately, so as to not miss the party, the prose is rather under-dressed. Call it nihilism and delve in.
Bill and Schmidt: The First Matrix Avenger Assassins
I’m having trouble coming up with something original, so I take a pot-shot at some popular movies instead. See how many you can find.
Bill and Schmidt: The First Matrix Avenger Assassins
I’m having trouble coming up with something original, so I take a pot-shot at some popular movies instead. See how many you can find.
Everybody’s Gotta Love Sunshine
A twisted unicorn story that’s not for the faint of heart. All because of Chuck.
Everybody’s Gotta Love Sunshine
A twisted unicorn story that’s not for the faint of heart. All because of Chuck.
Death Camp, An MOD Story
My very first short story submission was to the Machine of Death anthology, Vol. 2.
Death Camp, An MOD Story
My very first short story submission was to the Machine of Death anthology, Vol. 2.
An Unconventional Apocalypse
A small piece of farce in memory of Douglas Adams – how do you think the world will really end?
Click to find out what I think.
An Unconventional Apocalypse
A small piece of farce in memory of Douglas Adams – how do you think the world will really end?
Please No
It comes to me at midnight, a small bundle that looks like it’s made of black smoke. It surrounds me and somehow enters my mind, my soul, whatever you want to call it. And it starts sucking.
Dark flash fiction. Read More
The Price Of Freedom
The captain of the Liberty was floating three feet above the deck, held in the invisible grip of something glinting in the sunshine, slowly choking him to death. The crew was paralysed with an inexplicable fear for their souls. Written for Chuck Wendig’s 4th of July challenge. Read More
The Price Of Freedom
The captain of the Liberty was floating three feet above the deck, held in the invisible grip of something glinting in the sunshine, slowly choking him to death. The crew was paralysed with an inexplicable fear for their souls. Written for Chuck Wendig’s 4th of July challenge. Read More
A Steampunk Farce
The obnoxious little prick that was the voice of the blasted metal plate he had to have inserted into his head so it didn’t fall apart like a cracked egg and ooze little brain bits out sounded like a ponce. Quoted Shakespeare all the bloody time, in fact. If he didn’t go mad with the near-constant cranial yammering, he would after hearing another sonnet to a summer girl-that-was-actually-a-boy.
Written for Chuck Wendig’s sub genre mash-up challenge. Read More
A Steampunk Farce
The obnoxious little prick that was the voice of the blasted metal plate he had to have inserted into his head so it didn’t fall apart like a cracked egg and ooze little brain bits out sounded like a ponce. Quoted Shakespeare all the bloody time, in fact. If he didn’t go mad with the near-constant cranial yammering, he would after hearing another sonnet to a summer girl-that-was-actually-a-boy.
Written for Chuck Wendig’s sub genre mash-up challenge. Read More
