Ruins

Sodden, gray. Humid mists. Beneath the watch of the gods looming cosmic, eyes wide. Trespassing disallowed, no foot allowed on sacred stone. Families, tribes, friends gather. A market place on ancient ground created. The wise men of old curate the history of the ancestors, coyly dodge around trick questions. Deep thrumming in the ground, distant … Continue reading Ruins

Only Dictators Win the Lottery and Have Private Planes

The following is an excerpt from my novel, The Distance To The End. This excerpt comes from chapter 2, I believe. However, in the final revision, a nice chunk was edited out. I initially included it because I thought it important to convey a specific aspect of Nick's character. But the content slowed the read, … Continue reading Only Dictators Win the Lottery and Have Private Planes