As far as tropes go, the idea of infinite parallel universes is a fairly persistent and timeless one. I mean, paradise, heaven, hell ... alternate universes of a sort. As time and our culture has progressed, the concept has undergone some refinement, from the collection of Star Trek episodes across all series that feature alternate … Continue reading The Other Persistent Universe
(Art: Prometheus - Theodoor Rombouts) THE REALITY OF PROGRESS My first short story was about a psychologist employed at a research facility in Southwestern Colorado. His employer was funded by the government to research ways to manipulate a human’s perceptions of his own reality through drugs and what was known as the Dream Room, basically … Continue reading Why Sci-Fi?
The bloke's name was Cortena, or something. A handful in the cage, a cheap suck, my afternoon tickle. He had ratty, brown hair and a beard that looked like something dead and wild was trying to eat his face. Third of a group of four that walked into the coffee-fuck shop that morning, and I … Continue reading Vampire Workday
Ludwig took the short route down the toilet. With his pants around his ankles and holding the stump of his left arm, he took a long dive through the vines and into yesterday's paper. "He's a dirtbag, a commie, a shite," she says - she being her, the one, the all, the wretch. Ludwig took … Continue reading Enter the Ampersand
Attention. Jasmine wasn't listening. While you were plugging insanity to the room, this tart galloped to T. Ragsdale's hippie barbeque fest down the hall. That's it - play with the fringe of last year jeans that you haven't washed in weeks. Look down into the red plastic cup and pretend the gnat drowning is not … Continue reading Things You Thought You Knew
I've not revisited this one in a long time. I'm feeling the itch though--the story here is just too good not to tell, though this first bit just scratches the surface. This is the first real novel I began working on. Portions of it go back to ideas I threw down shortly after graduating back … Continue reading Replacement Parts -Excerpt
In this universe, this speck of assumed significance, this flash of time, there lives a brutish example of villainy. On his hands, layered in folds of flesh untouched by the star above, there clings a hardship of want. Though an emperor of clouds of mites, his whimper is laid bare before the harsh darkness of … Continue reading The Deep, The Black