Recent posts

The Ice-Cream Man

Maple street. The middle of July. An ideal Saturday afternoon with temperatures at a fairly comfortable 80 degrees, the air permeated with the tantal...

No comments yet

Survivor: South Pacific

Whale of a tale - Editor by Tyler M. Mathis The ship began to rise, ever so gently, listing slightly to starboard. Jonathan Meade shook off his dist...

No comments yet

Spider Princess

“A tin can isn’t a proper home for a spider princess,” Lenore muttered.  It was her third bourbon so the words sounded like “I’nt a propah hooom...

No comments yet

Dancing with Valentino

New York City December 26, 1950 The Ashland Hotel is a dump in a rundown section of the city. I live in an one-room apartment, two room...

No comments yet

All In Your Head

Upon hearing the whispers, Wendy immediately opened her eyes. Squinting, she notices the red numbers on her alarm clock read 2:04 A.M. Wendy holds he...

No comments yet

The Great Detective

We are in the drawing room with the Great Detective. Everyone is assembled. All the family, the household staff, the weekend guests, anyone who has &...

No comments yet

Devil in the Deep Blue

by Jack SkelterThe sleek and sharklike U-boat had been stalking the British merchant convoy for five fretful hours.  Forty metres below the he...

No comments yet


It used to be Smooth Boy’s Zippo, but Smooth Boy is dead. I run my thumb over the striker wheel, addicted to the friction of metal sparking flint, an...

No comments yet

About me

This is me: home-writer, book-reader, dog-lover and occasional poet. I make this website to share my and my friends texts with You, dear Reader. Please: read carefully, don't be scary, upgrade your mood and be king and leave your comment. :)