THE BULLY BEARD

Every time I place my hand on the freezer door to get ice-cream, I see them. Little white blocks, a scramble of words—calling, taunting.

Sometimes the everyday objects we use, pass through our hands without a second thought. They become just another tool to aid with the tasks of the day. Devices that easy our life slip into the fabric of the days, getting lost in the warp and weft of time. What happens when we enter into the life of one of these tools, and see the world and work through their eyes? I offer the story, Piercing Soil as an to that end.

Some of you may have noticed that you haven't received a new short story in a few months. Well, there is a good reason for that. Actually, there are two good reasons.

My article Secondhand Sons: The Life and Times of the Remittance Men has been published on Obscure Histories.

I offer up the short story, Hummingbird Music , for your consideration. We've reached the six month mark of this short story journey. ...

When inspiration strikes it can feel like it is a mysterious gift. We catch ourselves saying, "Where did that idea come from?" Well, what

It's time for the Story of the Month . December's story is Love Falling  or All Good Things . As I write this post, it's snowing outside....

We're all liars. Sorry to break it to you. And the thing that defines a great liar is the ability to not even realize you're doing it.

This month's story comes with a bit of intrigue and skullduggery. Greed drives many people to desperate actions.  Parco & Alphonse are...

I'm pretty proud of this one. It tells the story of a female Native American chi