Stories

It's Christmas. Elias mourns his lover, but in these darkest of days, strange things ride on the wind.

Ark II is now on the new world and life begins for them.

A fanfiction for The Butterfly Effect, a 2004 American Film

LIMITED RUN STORY- It will not be as long as a novel, most likely around 15K words.

Set after the theatrical ending of the film, Evan is living his best life so far in 2012, despite feeling lonely without the experiences of having someone to love in his life. Due to his work, Evan unintentionally meets a familiar person, who will start the flashbacks again.

Update 10/31/24: This will be published on a Monday Morning schedule going forward.

This is poetry written during my recent depressive cycle. I'm learning to accept depression as part of myself rather than as something separate from me.

For those who may not know, 'black dog' is a metaphor for depression or melancholy.

The last day of a dying old man is lived from his perspective.

Benjamin and his best friend Ethan's short vacation in a remote beach town takes a dark turn when a stranger knocks on their door. A story about deep, personal trauma and the unimaginable lengths one will go to save a loved one.

Harlon Eldrick's mother is dying of recurrent breast cancer and wants him to go tell his father. Harlon lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts, and his father lives across the country in a small collection of buildings called Black Dog, Washington. Harlon wants to make this an adventure. He will take the train to Chicago and hitchhike from there to Black Dog. It's been over a week, since Harlon left Chicago on a trip that's been anything but an adventure. He is welcomed into a semi by Steve Lennard for what he hopes is his last ride.

It is Halloween night when all sorts of monsters prowl and come out from their shadows. Jules is a gay bookish 14-year-old boy, who enjoys reading and watching horror more than pretending to be a monster. He is forced to attend a Halloween party by his boyfriend, Mark. Something horrifying is about to occur.

Lest we forget our dead.

Posted on this, the fiftieth anniversary

of the UpStairs Lounge attack,

June 24th, 1973.