Benefit of Doubt

Amazing to think it’s been two and a half years since I last wrote on this blog. Not entirely sure why now of all times its resumption should sound like a good idea, but I guess it does. I’ve since become co-editor of Portland Fiction Project with its founder, Doug Dean, and after significant consideration [...]

Baby Driver

Baby steps. As in, the writer makes his way to becoming a Writer with them. In August, his short story “See No Evil” will be published in The Portland Review. Additionally, on July 14, he’ll be reading at Maiden In the Mist in lovely ol’ Portland, Oregon, as part of the 1,000 Words series (you [...]

Portland Fiction Project @ Worksound Gallery

Portland Fiction Project has it’s first show (well, first show as long as I’ve been there anyway, which should be, officially, The First Show) coming up this Saturday, March 8 at the Worksound Gallery. Don’t know what time exactly it will start, but look around 8:00 or so. It’s going to be a Greatest Hits [...]

Motorpsycho Nightmare

I had strange dreams last night. I don’t remember what order they came in, but in one of them I was in a car with a certain ex-girlfriend. She was driving. I remember there was someone else in the car, it was night and I think it was raining, and there was a heaviness in [...]

The Zoo Story

Nixy googled my name this evening, and imagine my surprise when she came upon this blog, written by one of the publishers at William, James & Company, that happened to have a review of “Call Me Ishmael” from The Wordstock Ten. I was agog. I was speechless. I had no idea. I wasn’t expecting anything, but [...]

Portland Fiction Project

My stories are now up for your perusal at Portland Fiction Project. Every day there’s a new story, and each author’s archives are at your disposal. The stories are fantastic, always different, always  interesting. Tell your friends. Send them along. There will be an event sometime in February, and I’ll write more about that as [...]

The Loss Adjuster

So much has happened since I last wrote on this blog it’s hard to know where to start. Since graduating, I’ve been concerned, or anxious, about what to do next (or rather, not what to do so much as how to go about doing what I want to do, which is write, and not work [...]

Wrapped Up In Books

So my story, “Call Me Ishmael,” one of the very first stories I ever wrote (we’re talking early Ashland days here, ladies and gentlemen), was just selected as one of the top ten finalists in The Wordstock Ten (look to Blogroll to see what Wordstock is). That means it’s going to be published! In a book! [...]

Once More, With Feeling

I’ve begun writing “The Nixy Story,” and for clarification as to what this means, please refer to “The Lie & How We Told It” (it’s the present-day counterpart to “Scrabble Night”). Thus begins the long and hopefully therapeutic process of converting my despair into art (ideally), or at least onto the page, where I can [...]

Good Night, Sweet Prince

So Simon, like most children his age I suppose, doesn’t much like going to bed. Every night Nixy carries him to bed, reads him a book and kisses him goodnight, telling him she’ll come back when he’s asleep. Simon is generally unsatisfied by this rundown of events, and either wails, or falls back in bed [...]