A fantasy short story published in Ideomancer, 2004.
I heft the axe. Lighter now, and warm in my palms. My old bones creak, I lift it over my head. I stare at the groove in the ground, beaten into the land. Many a storm been broke here. Too many, maybe… A story of blues music, weather magic, and old hurts.
A fantasy short story published in Lightspeed Magazine, February, 2016.
The silhouette of a centaur beckoned towards the gathering crowd from within the rabbit hole. In a melodious voice, she called out, “Richard! Come quickly. Without your aid, the Inkies destroy everything that is beautiful and good in our world!” A middle-aged man in a gray business suit laughed and ran forward, the crowd begrudgingly […]
A fantasy short story published in Ideomancer, July 2003.
A slipstream story about relationships and collectibles, set in Laramie, Wyoming. Benjamin Johnson had a thing for spoons. Not just any old spoon, like the kind you keep in your house by the dozen, but the collectable kind, with fancy lettering and interesting shapes. He especially liked the kind with holes in the bowl that […]