A teaser from my upcoming pro-wrestling themed short story “Hells Go to Hell” The roar of […]
Small Things, my best-selling debut dark fantasy novel, is on sale for the next several hours […]
Authors’ Cave Grand Launch Festival Blog Train Welcome to the Authors’ Cave Blog Train! You are cordially […]
Carthage, Illinois
As a lot of you know, I grew up in the “real” Carthage, Illinois, the same small […]
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He wasn’t okay and wasn’t sure if he could ever be okay again. Without another word, Emmet ran out of the hospital room, down the halls, through the waiting room and past a startled Mrs. Friedman and into the hospital parking lot.

— Connections, from Eventual Beginnings: Stories Short and Longer