The Last Choice
Mark looked down the barrel of the gun and hoped it would be quick. He didn’t actually know, of course. All the evidence suggested that it would, but everybody who actually knew was dead, of
Category: Fiction
Actual fiction. Stories and parts of stories.
A Study In Anachronisms
“Instruction not followed. Instruction requires command authorization and safety protocol override. Please consult documentation for more information.“ The response from the Relic took me by surprise. I had never heard it speak before, and though
An Excerpt from Operational Difficulties
So, the sequel to my first book will be available on the 30th. You can pre-order it here. I figure since I’m supposed to be drumming up hype for it, I’ll include a scene. This
Glenda and the Oracle: A Primer
Okay, I know that some people haven’t read Jerry and the Goddesses yet, and while that’s a crying shame, it is what it is. And what that is, is about two hundred and twenty thousand
Buffer Overflow Cover
Just thought I’d share the cover for anyone who swings by. I painted it myself in photoshop, using a whole stack of reference material. Oddly enough, it’s her boots that I’m most proud of. I
Buffer Overflow
Well, it’s done. The cover is finished, my editing is finished and I’ve made the epub file. I originally intended this to be a short story, but it ended up being novel-length. I will be
An Excerpt from Operational Difficulties
So the sequel to Operational Realities is written. Well, the first draft is, anyways. I’m working with two wonderful beta readers to iron out the wrinkles as we speak, and currently drawing a blank on
Barry Bear
The creature first came when I was 7. It was the night of my birthday, and I had just gotten Barry the Bear that day. He had soft, thick fur, big black eyes and a
Domestic Demonology
By Matthew Aadland “YOU CANNOT HIDE FROM GARLAX, THE RENDER OF FLESH, PUNY MORTAL!” My voice echoed off the stone walls. It was a scream of agony, the crack of bones and the rumble of
Drunk Stan and the Golfing Trip
“Well, bring my grandson with you. We’ll sit out on the porch and tie one on.” Jerry sighed, “Dad, remember what happened the last time?” “Yeah,” I chuckled, “Took ’em about three years to rebuild