Category Archives: fiction

Review: The Only Good Indians by Stephen Graham Jones

Posted on April 30, 2020 by

Hardcover, 320 pages Expected publication: May 19th 2020 by Gallery / Saga Press Original Title The Only Good Indians ISBN 1982136456 (ISBN13: 9781982136451) Edition Language English Preorder here: Support your local independent bookstore Synopsis: The creeping horror of Paul Tremblay meets Tommy Orange’s There … Continue reading →

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Friday Fiction: We Are All Made of Stars

Posted on October 4, 2019 by

Every Friday I write a story based or insired by a song. This week, the song came after the start of the story. “We All Made of Stars,” by Moby popped into my head while writing. Check it out. When … Continue reading →

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Friday Fiction: Hold Back

Posted on September 27, 2019 by

I have been writing a piece of fiction inspired by a song every Friday. This Friday’s story is based on “Hold Back” by The Revival Hour. This is not the story I planned to tell. Not that it is too … Continue reading →

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Friday Fiction: When Am I Gonna Lose You

Posted on September 20, 2019 by

Each Friday I plan to write a story inspired by a song I’ve been listening to. This week is “When Am I Gonna Lose You,” by Local Natives. I loved their first album, Gorilla Manor but kind of lost track of … Continue reading →

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Friday Fiction: “Hot Coals”

Posted on September 13, 2019 by

I have a goal to write a story based on a song that I’ve had in heavy rotation for the week and post it on Fridays. This week is the Cold War Kids Song, “Hot Coals.” If you don’t listen … Continue reading →

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Fiction: Finished Projects

Posted on June 20, 2019 by

He was sick of everyone and everyone was sick of him. After he yelled at everyone for a solid twenty minutes,  he sat backstage, on a almost broken stool that he dug out of a pile of discarded show props, … Continue reading →

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