Nothing Beyond This is a flash fiction story about love at the edge of the world. It was originally published in U. S. Represented in 2013.
Like Dying is a flash fiction piece about a man grappling with child abuse. It was originally published in U. S. Represented in 2015.
Man to Man was first published in Cactus Heart in 2012. It follows a trans man, Ben, a ranch-hand who picks up an odd job and meets a handsome, charming stranger along the way.
The Greek Boy was published in Bosie Magazine in 2018. It chronicles the last years of Lord Byron’s life, and his love for his pageboy. While many find Byron repellant, I find him fascinating. To say he was a complex man would be an understatement. He is so much more than just a misogynist, philanderer,Continue reading “Publication: The Greek Boy”
A few months ago my friend mentioned that a local theater was looking for ten minute audio plays. It was called Project Outbreak, and the idea was to raise money for performing artists and the like who had lost their jobs (ie, waiting tables and theater) due to the COVID-19 shut-down. I decided to giveContinue reading “Project Outbreak”
Facebook spits out old posts — “memories” — and sometimes it yields something fascinating or insightful. This morning, I had an old post presented to me, one which is still timely:
I’ve been working with the present tense a lot lately. I went browsing to see what other authors said about the use of present tense, and I found a lot of writers who were “down” on present tense, saying it was limited in scope, or that it was too alienating for readers, or too selfContinue reading “The Texture of Tense”
I just got back from a play in which a mother kills her child and then kills herself. I found the conclusion satisfying. It made sense for the character’s arc. But most of all I found the “perversion” of such acts deeply satisfying. I enjoy the “fucked up shit”. There is a reason I surgicallyContinue reading “Visiting the Precipice”
It’s hard to pen criticism of a TV series which has had only one episode. Yet that is precisely what I will be doing with Prodigal Son. On the surface it seems like a novel idea: a TV series about the son of a serial killer, who is a gifted yet haunted profiler. The problems areContinue reading “It’s Just the Hours He’s Been Keepin’”
I was going through my old journals and I found this. It was written in June of 2001, by a then seventeen year old me. I took the liberty of editing some of it simply because it was a bit bloated. A Recipe for a Work of Art Ingredients: First and last parts inspiration EnumerableContinue reading “Recipe for a Work of Art”