Return to the Crossroads

It’s been over two years since I’ve put new content on this website.  I went down a different road and learned new things about myself.  New? Perhaps not.  The same lesson keeps punching me in the face: create stuff or wilt. Hopefully the stuff I create is interesting and thought-provoking, but if it only exists in my head ...

Short Story: Night of the Living? Darryl

           I knew all the silly rumours were true the minute the giant, oak door slammed shut behind me.  Something wasn’t right.  The hair on the back of my neck even tried to escape, standing on end and bristling against my shirt collar; it practically vibrated with tension.  I could hear ...