Captian's Log Drabble: No Sympathy for Lovers 30 Nov 2021 "I never knew. I never guessed. I guess it was obvious to anyone with half a brain, but I was in love. There's no sympathy for lovers, they're all fools."…
Captian's Log The Assassin’s Confession 22 Nov 2021 "So that's it? You're just a gun for hire, eh? A damned assassin?" "Not primarily. I was a sailor, mostly, well, to be honest, a smuggler, but everyone was back…
Captian's Log Short: Visions in the Fog 3 Nov 2021 It was the sun's delight to shine through the trees, the morning mists' to glow when his bright beams struck, and the trees' to stand tall and hold their darkness…
Captian's Log Drabble: Decoy 27 Sep 2021 He lay in the snow, his breath rising in little, white puffs. The soft rumble of the approaching engine grew, and he rested the barrel of his rifle against a…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Hunters of Man 7 Sep 20213 Sep 2021 Sorry, one more thought. I know I said no more interruptions, but this is more of a postscript. When you get this, it should come with a paper trail showing…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Hunters of Man 6 Sep 20213 Sep 2021 Okay, I put the recorder away until I got to my safe house. No more interruptions. Saul's MO were young, blonde women who like pumpkin spice and were looking for…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Hunters of Man 5 Sep 20213 Sep 2021 That was tense. Cop pulled me over. Thought I had a phone in my hand. Just this recorder. Still got a warning. Umm . . . we hunt them. Not…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Hunters of Man 4 Sep 20213 Sep 2021 I'm on the road. Saul's dead. Sorry I cut the recording. I didn't want you to hear. You were close. I'm sorry. But maybe by now, when this reaches you,…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Hunters of Man 3 Sep 2021 I hope, when it's over, when you hear this, you'll understand. I hope . . . I hope you listen. I get it. You probably think . . . you…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Soul in the Storm 18 Aug 2021 Heaven's torrential rain fell like a flood and poured itself upon the thirsty ground. The showers broke as my chest burst out blood; The thunder cracks muffled the gunshot sound.…
Tale Told 