Word comes to me that my story, “Zen and the Art of Gordon Dratch’s Damnation,” has been accepted into Maurice Broaddus and Jerry Gordon’s anthology, Dark Faith.  It features naked devil-ladies (well, one naked devil-lady), booze, old men thrashing younger men with fly-whisks, sex, heartbreak, and extremely graphic depictions of mutilation.  So, y’know.  Dinner reading.

Hey!  Look what I got!

Or, uh, if you prefer a cover photo without my ghastly giant head peeking out from behind…

Featuring my story, “Her Father’s Collection,” inspired by Sunrise Mansion in Charleston, which I urge you to go see if you ever get a chance.  It’s pretty creepy.
I’m lucky enough this go-round to share the [...]

A few notes about the changes I’ve been through over the last year:

I made less money than you might think as a strip club DJ.  And it was the most heartbreaking job I’ve ever had.  The patience and kindness of the few girls to whom I could relate on a personal level was the only [...]