Captian's Log Post-Mortem | Update 12 Oct 2026 Well, I think I've moved all of two copies of Post-Mortem so far. Somewhat underwhelming numbers, but not unexpected. That's still two copies. Two books out there of my own…
Captian's Log Morning Burial 12 Sep 202612 Sep 2026 The rain softly washed the silent city, dulling the rising sun's sharp rays under a gentle haze of heaven's lightly falling tears. In this diffused light, the mourners gathered in…
Captian's Log NER | Walking by Whores in a Zombie Apocalypse 7 Sep 2026 Well, NER has been good enough to publish another little bit of my prose, this time an essay. I would encourage any of my readers to pop on over there…
Captian's Log Dragon’s Garden 5 May 20262 May 2026 The ruins were scorched with fire. Great swaths of black soot covered the city. Stopping dead as I rounded the corner of a fallen building, I stood gaping at the…
Captian's Log This is the City; I Hate It 13 Jul 202512 Jul 2025 The city waits below, a glittering spell of light. I see cars and trains, solid, square buildings and crisscrossing streets. A jewel in the night. Why don't they sleep down…
Captian's Log Interruptions 2 May 20251 May 2025 As I sit in my old yard this morning, watching the tips of the evergreens grow bright in the rising sun while all around the morning songs of various birds…
Captian's Log Nothing to Take in the End 31 Dec 202424 Sep 2025 Let us set the scene. The sun is low, but it has been low many hours now, and that dim glow on the horizon, changeless, growing neither darker nor brighter,…
Captian's Log Funeral for the Sun 21 Sep 2024 Sunset and rain, a silent walk, my reflection in the wet street. Cold, but I'm warm. The air is cold, but clean. The light is fading, and the streetlamps o'er…
Captian's Log Face of the City 31 Aug 2024 After I secure the clip to my ankles, I look out over the city. For a moment, as I wait, listening to the sounds of passing cars below, I finally…
Captian's Log Ghost City 22 Jul 202420 Jul 2024 Silent, it moved through the heavens, a massive city, dark and lifeless, its hundred towers a blocky shadow passing over the stars. Once the hub, the very nexus, of the…
