By an Idiot Vampire Convention | Closure 18 Nov 2025 Dusting the top of the bed with some dirt, I lie down in the hotel, haunted by a sense of incompleteness. I had been one of the last to leave,…
Captian's Log Vampire Convention | Book Sale 17 Nov 2025 "You certainly have a beautiful catalogue. How could you ever part with any of these?" "Part? This is a library. We're all so concerned with hoarding our ancient volumes, we…
By an Idiot Vampire Convention | Mr. Clown’s Coffin Collection 16 Nov 202515 Nov 2025 "Welcome to Mr. Clown's Coffin Collection. Collectable coffins for the current count. Why stay in that drab old pine box you were buried in? I don't think any of you…
Captian's Log Vampire Convention | A Taste 15 Nov 2025 The room was packed to standing by the time I got there. It wasn't every millennia one of the three coffins opened. I had been a fairly young vampire the…
Captian's Log Trail of Roses | Death 25 Oct 202524 Oct 2025 The love nest was dark but smelled of passion. Her perfume filled his nose as he stepped through the door. "Honey," he said, kicking off his shoes. There was no…
Captian's Log Trail of Roses | Love 24 Oct 2025 Unlocking the door, she undid the latch. Sighing, the young woman grabbed her shopping bags and shouldered her way in. It was a little dance she did coming home alone,…
Captian's Log Big Joe’s Zombie Emporium 13 Oct 2025 "This one's a snapper!" Big Joe hollered. Indeed, the specimen presented, with his pale, ungainly skin, was chattering away. He'd gnawed through his lips, and the white teeth snapped and…
Captian's Log Beyond Criticism | The Greatness of What Never Was 15 Aug 2025 Have I ever talked about one of the greatest plays I ever wrote? I probably have. When I started high school, all freshmen were compelled to take study hall regardless…
Captian's Log Launch: While the Elephants Danced 1 Jul 20251 Jul 2025 BUY NOW My book is live. If you've enjoyed my blog, please consider buying a copy. It's $15, and that's $1 for every story. I'm not even charging you for…
Captian's Log Recursive Suicide of the Soul 29 May 2025 "I slept with a ghost," he whispered. We were old friends. I'm sure you know the kind. A friendship you can count on. You can recount the faded memories of…
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