I remember it like it was yesterday . . . I was barely a decade old and pure boy. I had already broken both arms from falling out of trees or off of walls and I’m pretty sure there were several stitch… more →
Benjamin Cainwrote 9 months ago: I remember it like it was yesterday . . . I was barely a decade old and pure boy. I had already brok … more →
wrote 1 year ago: The Study In the end, Edward’s life left him quickly and painlessly. With a loud bang and brig … more →
wrote 1 year ago: I Heard It Too Chris lies on the couch watching the clock with a heavy heart dreading the arrival o … more →
wrote 1 year ago: A week ago I finished the first draft of my first novel and I promised myself a week off to relax an … more →
wrote 1 year ago: The following is a conversation I just had with my wife. I constantly have these types of miss-comm … more →
wrote 1 year ago: As I near the completion of my first novel I find myself battling a familiar foe. I call him … more →
wrote 1 year ago: It’s a little past eight o’clock on a Sunday night and the freedom of the weekend is slo … more →
wrote 1 year ago: I awoke this evening with the following in my head: Before I begin I would like to clarify the impli … more →
wrote 1 year ago: I wrote the following short story in response to a writers challenge posted by Lawrence Pearce (auth … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Horror comes in all shapes and sizes. Authors use demons, ghosts, serial killers and even tomatoes … more →
wrote 1 year ago: The following piece is a chapter from the novel I’m currently writing. As I near the completion of … more →