Unearthed remains

Heap many moons ago, I used to write. Not just movie reviews and other sundry opinions but actually tell stories. This is a snippet of something from what would have been a book called “Ring of Fire”.

Aporia – ONE

He was late. Again. It might not have been so bad if it weren’t for the slight, cold, drizzling rain that felt like a storm of tiny mosquitoes against her skin. Phoebe had thought about sitting inside where it was warm and dry, but was too anxious to sit and decided against pacing in the […]

Rules of the Road

I-45 just south of Dallas is a flat straight piece of road that cuts across flat, straight and amazingly uninteresting terrain. Call it the visual equivalent of Muzak. Heap many moons ago, I subjected myself to this stretch of asphalt while on a brief road trip with my friend, Hector. Once we had exhausted all […]

A Simple Introduction to Guys Like Me

Something from the Way Back Machine, updated just a skosh. I remember it was a Sunday afternoon many years ago as I sat on my bed, somewhere between heaven and hell, briefly wondering what belt went well with a single man and khakis. Really, it wasn’t a difficult choice; it was one I made day […]

A Little Night Music

One from the Way Back Machine, c. 1995 Another Friday night was winding down at Johnnie’s. It was a few minutes after one in the morning and a steady, light rain tapped impatiently against the big, front window. It added soft percussion to the guitar’s plaintive cry from the club’s speakers. Scott Henderson was behind […]

A Time to Die

It was a moment made in the movies: I saw her from across a crowded room, an angel with golden hair and stormy-blue eyes. In that moment, the world around me was gone; there was no world except for her. And so, without rational thought, without fear, I approached her. I couldn’t not approach her. […]