Tom and Larry pulled Frank to a seated position in front of the table Dave was on. Kevin handed Larry a bottle of water, which Frank drank from. The men were quiet. Frank rubbed his knee, which was the first point of impact on his fall. “That’ll hurt tomorrow,” he whispered, “sorry to do that,Continue reading “Dodging Death Pt. 4”
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Dodging Death Pt. 3
Frank exited the police department an hour later. Chief Dobbin offered some time off. Frank declined, requesting to continue his current caseload. He was especially concerned with a recent murder that happened in the water plant. Earl Kelley was the last operator at the plant two weeks ago. He was found decapitated the next dayContinue reading “Dodging Death Pt. 3”
Dodging Death Pt. 2
Frank Brown sat up in his bed at 4:15am. He touched the other side, expecting to have his wife offer her cheek for a kiss. He felt only the flannel sheets. Frank recalled a strange dream where his son called and said his wife was killed. But it wasn’t a dream… Frank settled into hisContinue reading “Dodging Death Pt. 2”
Dodging Death Pt. 1
The autumn wind ripped down the Main Street of Fishbanks, Maine. Like most New England towns, it was composed of a centralized downtown street surrounded by residential areas. Its Common, known as “Fish Park” had gradually lost its beauty to the gangs of middle school punks. Founded in 1786, following the Revolutionary War, Fishbanks madeContinue reading “Dodging Death Pt. 1”
A tid bit from a work in process
Prologue: I like drawing maps. In particular, military maps. I like studying how battles were fought. So, I began drawing several iterations of a fictional conflict between two neighboring states. As the drawings progressed, I decided to paint the region as well. This led to the development of the government, culture, and geographical features. EnterContinue reading “A tid bit from a work in process”
Setting the scene
From a prompt: This wasn’t the country he was familiar with. The hills shot up like knives and the air was crisp… The cliffs fell two hundred feet where they met the sea. Jeremiah sat up close to the edge. He pushed himself back like the cliff wanted to eat him. There were few birdsContinue reading “Setting the scene”
Meditation Benefits Pt. 1
Jonathan stood up in a field of lilies. The blue sky overhead was cloudless. A symphony played The Seal Lullabye nearby. Jon followed the sounds of piano and wind instruments until he found a lone chair in front of the 15 piece orchestra. Jon sat down and felt the music flow into his pores. BEEP!Continue reading “Meditation Benefits Pt. 1”
Finding Forms
Screenplay? Novel? Short story? Poem? How do we discover the form our story takes? An example is my screenplay The French Baker, which chronicles a Frenchman’s experience during WWII. Not only do I still play with the plotline, but I wondered if it craves another form. Would it benefit more as a long-form narrative? TheContinue reading “Finding Forms”
Christianity’s Easter Egg
Just south of E80 in Istanbul, hidden beneath Küçükçekmece Lake, and away from the hub of the city, there’s a cave. The entrance is blocked by boulders and kept under observation by obedient servants. In the ComSub, Ahmet carefully navigates the lake’s floor. A grizzly man of forty with equally grizzly stubble, Ahmet has usedContinue reading “Christianity’s Easter Egg”
Dialogue Only
“Tom, did you seriously go behind my back and host another party?” “Listen, Eric, I did it for you.” “You did it for me? That’s funny. Ha!” “Why are you being such a dick about it, man?” “Because this time we got busted. We aren’t supposed to get busted, just fit in more.” “I’m sorry,Continue reading “Dialogue Only”
Bucci Creates 