Stories

A gay couple, Yale and Mason, own a duplex and live on one side while renting out the other. After Thanksgiving, they get an unexpected surprise when they discover they’ve selected enough of the correct numbers in the lottery to have won some money. They didn’t win a great deal, but now they’re deciding how to spend it.

This is a collection of my short non-fiction pieces.

It's mostly lightweight stuff, just written to make you smile or laugh.

This collection parallels that of my short fiction on this site -- Circumstances. Also, pretty lightweight.

Enjoy.

Daniel Feeney and Kelin Rattler are juniors in college and meet at a fraternity party on Homecoming Weekend. They hit it off right away, but Daniel is hesitant about getting too close to Kelin because of bad experiences he had in the past. Will this time work out for him?

A romance inspired by two photographs from the late 19th century. Some of the historical details and people of the story are from the actual history of Franklin, NH; others, including the two main characters, are fictional. I have changed their names from the names written on the backs of the photographs.

A few days after spending Thanksgiving with Seth’s parents, Seth and Adam receive a call from Seth’s father informing them that Seth’s mother has passed away. They went to spend time with Seth’s father so they could console him and help to plan the funeral, but two days later Seth’s father passes away as well. This was a horrible start to the Christmas season, so what can they possibly do to make it better?

The Waldron police -- Chief Owen Neland, Lt. Ike Omari, Detectives Elena Petrakis and Don Burris, and Sgts. Jae Ryu and Rob Perez -- are on another case. But this time, it's their own

It's been said that suffering builds character. And there are few that know suffering better than young Justin. Only 14 years old, he has found an easy way out. A suicidal tendency that he is hoping will bring an end to his misery. But when he meets a mysterious boy at the end of Navy Pier one dark evening...he is given an alternative. One that will give him purpose, and set in motion the events that will lead to his ultimate destiny....in a world not like our own.

I went to a therapist once. She told me to write down my feelings, wants, and desires, but I never returned to give her my findings because my college only provided one free session. I also never wrote them down.

Better time than any, I suppose.

This is going to be the repository for those products of my mind that have no other place.

Be they new or old

Be they jewels crafted by genius

Or the drivel of a madman

Enter at your own risk