NaNoWriMo 2013: Knee Deep, Installment 1
BrodyIn the purple November twilight, the abomination rising on the east side of Interstate 95 looked to Jim Larman more like the familiar silhouette of his youth: a great sombrero…
Tales from Cypress Knee 2: Punching Shaun
I didn’t punch Shaun Bradley for using me to manipulate Randy. But I did write an angry letter. Angry for me, at least. I was polite, but firm, explaining that…
Tales from Cypress Knee 1: Anger Management
“I know why you’re here,” the pudgy blind man assured me from behind his cluttered gray metal desk. “But I’d like to hear you say it.” “Punched my boss,” I…