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””

I’m Just Here for the Cranberry Sauce

Halfway between Flagstaff and Las Vegas and the highway is empty except for a few lonely semis hauling west. I’m racing freight trains across the wide expanses of the American Southwest, thousands of miles from the nearest pilgrim, and I just want to be at my parents’ house. Thanksgiving is one of those holidays thatContinue reading “I’m Just Here for the Cranberry Sauce”

Flash Fiction: Roasting Chiles

Heat ripples through the air. Ash is carried on the breeze, where it tumbles off like fall leaves. The barrel rolls over hot coals and inside the cage, bright green New Mexican hatch chiles char slowly. Their flesh blackens, toughens. Spice stings my nostrils and lingers around my head. Steamy Ziploc bags. Five dollars aContinue reading “Flash Fiction: Roasting Chiles”

Tinker, Tailor, Writer, Cook

Bachelors are not generally known for their prowess in the kitchen. We are connoisseurs of pizza, frozen chicken pot pie gurus and serial spaghetti eaters. We skip breakfast, eat fast food for lunch and are willing to substitute ice cream for any meal of the day. We live by a code: When in doubt, eatContinue reading “Tinker, Tailor, Writer, Cook”

Leupp’s Famous Onion Rings

You can see Leupp from miles around, where it’s perched on a small plateau overlooking the high desert. Surrounding the town are dozens of small houses, each spread over several acres. Cows look up from grazing on small patches of yellowed wild grass to watch my car speed down the rough, two lane road leadingContinue reading “Leupp’s Famous Onion Rings”