Elliot HA!

The Faceless Adult I sat there with tears welling up in my eyes. A five year old and a nine year old sat in my lap covered by a blanket, watching an older movie. I had elected, this cold Friday night, to show my kids E.T. I had forgotten how wonderful the movie is. As this story unfolded in the nearly wasteland of a suburban development situated right next to a forest almost too lush …

Shocking Splendor

When the void sat silent and the only thing that hovered above the deep was the one that defined it, was the deep surprised when he finally spoke “those” words? Was it sure of it’s purpose at that moment? Can creation even feel or know? Did it not make sense or have a finitely discernible purpose until something was created that could see, know and discern? Not until humans were created, by the same creative …

When I Burst Forth

He blew on the tinny embers that had been coaxed into life. They would glow bright orange as his breath passed over them but subside when he took a breath. The office had been stuffy the whole week. It was filled with the thick fog of the grind and it choked his mind and his vision of the future. His wife had see the dull glaze it left in his eyes and insisted he get …

The Nostalgia Cigar

“I have struggled this year.” Her engraved lighter flashed to life flame lit two cigars. Specific cigars, intentional cigars. “It is 2017 and I have struggled.” She said as she shimmied her shoulders at the night. “Really make it any year. 1983, 2017, 3045 and the human mantra will be I have struggled. Who hasn’t! The rich man struggles underneath the weight of affluence. Trying to be more than they were born into; yet always …

Just Walking Upright

Drip drip drip goes the cortisol. “Why did you spell it this way?” The senior lead asks as he waves one of fifteen hundred invites at you. The “Your Invited” waves like a malevolent omen over your now defunct efforts at doing a good job. Why did you spell it that way? You don’t remember making an intentional effort to misspell the word you’re. Yet here it stands. The real answer is that you are …

Doing Things Worth The Time – NaNoWriMo

Doing things. This is what our temporal waking hours consist of. Manipulating matter with our hands to actuate the ever expanding universes that we imagine are behind our eyes but actually exist in some unexplained mechanism. Science can only describe this expanse of thought and consciousness as quantum but any child would identify it as your soul. I completed NaNoWriMo. I wrote a novel’s worth of words in twenty five days. I planned for at …

Poop Cake

Originally Published At: They Call Me Dad Imagine if you will your favorite type of cake. Lets say it is chocolate or strawberry. Now lets imagine that the best baker on the planet is going to make you this cake. The best of everything a truly artisan cake. A cake that is made at the epitome of cake craftsmanship. The cake is four medium thickness tiers with icing between the first and second layer and …

NaNoWriMo Kick Off – Pathfinder: Affinity

What is NaNoWriMo Well today I start on my fourth attempt at writing a book. Why tomorrow you ask? Well it is because tomorrow starts the month long event of NaNoWriMo an event where a mere mortal writes a 50K word book in a month. It seems like a bad idea honestly. However, it gives me a deadline and a word goal. For someone like me who has tried three times already and learned a …

Rancor-Tech

The very attractive receptionist handed Jon Derch a bag with the Rancor-Tech logo on it. Bright red and all seeing. “Here is your ID, Rancor-Tech issue phone and hold out your left fore arm.” She held out her hand suggesting he should place his fore arm in it. “Why do I need to do that?” Jon asked. She smiled and raised a gun with a large needle as the barrel. “Well Jon you are going …