First Chapter

Earlier this month, unbeknownst to me because of spectacular inability to check email, the very first place to publish something I wrote shut down.  Jukepop Serial started a whole bunch of really amazing authors (still no idea how/why they picked my story, but it was pretty cool nonetheless).  The site no longer exists, likey because its authors (read: me) did absolutely nothing to promote visitation.  Sorry.

It was a really, really fun experience to submit that first chapter of Wren, wait ten days, get an acceptance email and start writing a superhero adventure in a serial format.  While I was actively writing the serial I gained a few regular readers and chit-chatted with them over Twitter and email.  Thanks to Wren, I gained exposure and had my full book, Pendleton Connor Claims the Sky picked up by an indie publisher (but, please don’t buy it ’cause that publisher should not get any money ever and I republished it on my own – once the original contract expired- as The Egress and the Jupiter Cult, but the first title was so much cooler).  From all that came this blog, a number of self published books, writing for Project Nerd for regular movie reviews, and so, so many started stories that have stalled out.

Wren started it all though.  I’m sad to see Jukepop go, but the serial fiction boom they helped re-invigorate is still going strong.  I have no idea what to do with Wren now.  Frankly, I just don’t like most of the later chapters and have no energy to redo it.  The start though, good golly, that start is still pretty dang good if I do say so myself.  Jukepop paid a certain amount per word up to $100 and thanks to the power of math, that full $100 came if your accepted story was 5,000 words to start.  Incredibly unfriendly to the internet reading audience.  The number of readers from chapter 1 to chapter 2 dropped about 60%.  It was a crazy idea to start off with such a wall of text.

Here now, the first thing I ever had published.

Chapter 1 Continue reading


Deck and Amy and the Charity Event

Charity events involving caterers walking around with trays of fancy cheeses and grilled vegetables on weird looking crackers were well outside Deck and Amy’s comfort zones.  An obligation to a friend from college, a need for a tax write off, and the promise of free drinks changed backed them into a corner; their attendance was mandatory.

One and a half hours into the evening’s golf and drinks event, Deck and Amy failed to notice the small crowd gathering around them.  They were far too busy to notice anything so trivial as on-lookers, lookie-loos, and rubber neckers.

“What do you mean there’s no fancy lights or smoking volcano when you finally sink the final putt?” Deck asked, flippant and over-dramatic.  From his cell phone, volume maxed, sounds of fireworks and celebratory trumpet fanfare rang out.

“What sort of a golf course is this?” Amy added.  Continue reading

Fourth Quarter Earnings Report

“Team!” Shouted the silhouetted figure walking a precisely lit stage.  A staff of over 4,000 employees of The Company and Co, LLC screamed with excitement and joy in response.

The stage lights changed and the company’s CEO stood center stage wearing a well made suit and a tie featuring bananas.  He raised his arms in a V and shouted once more, “team!”

Matching the tie, the crowd went bananas. Continue reading

The Experiment


“On the plus side, we’re going the right direction!” The feigned optimism of Inspector Wainwright fooled no one.

Wainwright was proving to be a curious figure to the officers in his charge.  He appeared a heart beat after the first notice of an odd creature roaming the countryside was received.  The station door swung open, filled with a silhouetted figure in a long coat and a derby hat, and a grumbled voice demanded to be directed to the station lead.

The station lead was now looking over the fallen trunk of a hundred year old tree, a sign they had become familiar with.  “This tree is noticeably larger than the last,” Officer Redding, the station lead, noted.

“The creature grows,” Wainwright said, “just as it was meant to.  Good.” Continue reading

The Pepper – Book Excerpt

Another excerpt from my currently in progress book Insufferable.  I highly recommend reading this first excerpt or the ending joke makes no sense.  Happy Sunday night, everybody!

The Pepper

It was August 2003 when I met the woman who would be my wife.  The days were still long, temperatures warm and barbeques were frequent.  We met at school and started dating a just a few months into our college life, but before we dated we were awkwardly attracted to each other and unable to really express anything because at 18 years of age we were dumb.

So we spent time together.  A lot of time together.  One weekend she invited the whole college clique we had formed over to her parents’ house for a barbecue. Continue reading

Again With the Writing Lessons From Bad Movies

I really, really like bad movies.  Mindless fun (most of the time), cheap plots and such little commitment needed on the viewer’s part make for a unique experience that is at once wondrous and so very pointless.  It’s amazing and I’m very thankful to have the opportunity to spend some time just absolutely wasting my time.  I’m writing a book right now, really.  Just…sometimes Netflix is better than work.

Netflix had a doozy of a bad movie suggestion for our profile called “For Watching Bad Movies” (so the main account doesn’t constantly have terrible recommendations).  This installment of Writing Lessons from Bad Movies comes from none other the baddest of the bads:

Catwoman. Continue reading

Will Power and the Lack Thereof

This game I tell ya’….*shakes fist*


I am very happily writing away.  Stories are coming together and I am having soooo much fun writing this steampunk revolution tale, the Fletcher Family Problem and….other stuff.

But you know what happens sometimes when there’s lots to do?  A neat looking physics game comes to the app store and ALL IS LOST! Caps locks necessary.

I like to think I have some will power.  The ability to control myself and just let the unsolvable puzzle be.  But what’s the harm in one more round?

Go play ‘In the Circle’ and tell me how many times you say “just one more round”.  I got up to a score of 107 after “one more round” became a ten minute binge during lunch.  I was pretty pleased, but still hungry.

I reclaimed the day though and deleted the game.  For the second time…

Back to writing now.

“Buy you’re writing right now!” you say.

“Only to procrastinate!” I reply, shouting for some reason.

But, seriously, In the Circle is quite fun.  I don’t know if it has an Android version, but the iPhone one is going to ruin your productivity in the best possible way.