Lies, Damn Lies and Fiction

Two years ago, I read a short story I had written called “The Cannibals of Kitsap.” The story follows a boy who develops an eating disorder after his father loses his job. After the reading, a woman walked up to ask me how the story ended. “Did your father find another job after that,” sheContinue reading “Lies, Damn Lies and Fiction”

All Gathered Around the Campfire

There is something amazing about reading something you’ve written in front of an audience and feeling that they hanging on your every word. It’s a primal satisfaction; like what our ancestors must’ve felt telling stories around the campfire. When the reader and the listener are in sync, riding the plot’s roller coaster together, there’s noContinue reading “All Gathered Around the Campfire”

New Short Story: “The Cannibals of Kitsap”

My newest short story, “The Cannibals of Kitsap,” was just published in this week’s Creative Colloquy. It has everything you could ever want — fourth grade intrigue, food that isn’t what it appears to be, and of course, cannibalism in the Pacific Northwest. I don’t want to give too much away, but I do wantContinue reading “New Short Story: “The Cannibals of Kitsap””