For those of you who missed it, I made the dangerous decision to upgrade my blogs coding to something from this decade today, and well...I broke things. This isn't a surprise given that I am a mostly self trained "push buttons until it works again" sor… more »

Today was Valentines Day, or as more than one person referred to it in my hearing, “Singles Awareness day.” I prefer to call it “the day before all the chocolate goes on sale” myself, but that’s a personal choice. It’s a funny thing, but somewhere a… more »

Writer's block is a disease for which there is no cure, only respite. ~Terri Guillemets I spent the weekend being nagged by my muse until I could have sworn we were a married couple. Everywhere I went, there she was, reminding me I had goals to accom… more »

I had it wrong, writing is easy, it’s getting published that’s tough! Yes, technically I’m already a published writer, but only on the internet. The “real” world of publishing is a whole other kettle of piranha, and one I’m trying to break into. Brea… more »

Another fun little 750 word story I did up for the "bodice ripper" competition. After this I was out of ways to use "it was a dark and horny night" It was hot, the sweltering kind of heat that smothers you like your fat auntie’s bosom when she… more »

Cracked's running another shorty story contest. 750 words, romance (bodice ripper)genre. Must include the phrase "it was a dark and horny night". (no, I'm not kidding...they really made that part of the rules! Anyway, here it is for your enjoyment.… more »

This week's writing contest was a little different. 750 words, no style or genre set. The only rule? You had to have a character named Verity and use the word disambiguation somewhere. TrinitySasha was bored. No one told her journalism coul… more »

I whipped up another entry for that Shapeshifter short story competition and thought I'd share it. It was late, too late for her to be walking home alone. Leila knew that, but the party had been a good one; full of wine, laughter and such pretty,… more »

The smile on her face didn’t reach her eyes. That was the first thing Detective Kelly noticed as watched her. Her eyes were glazed over, the pupils constricted down to pinpricks. “She’s on drugs.” He noted to himself as she began to speak , her voice od… more »

My research seems to show that if you are rich and named John, there is a really good chance you're going to fake your death at some point... more »