Short fiction, a little true-life comedy, and one urban-fantasy serial — things I've written for the pleasure of it.
A Seahawks replay, two unhinged chihuahuas, and the women quietly keeping the world stitched together.
A rookie reporter shadows a rock star for a puff piece and files something else entirely.
"Sure, no problem." Running on flat ground and climbing a mountain are, it turns out, not the same.
A hexblade, a company of blades, and a goblin ambush that was never really about the goblins.
2:00 AM, a live porcupine where the stomach should be, and a sick day that refuses to stay quiet.
Quiet mouth, loud mind — notes from the serious twin, the introvert, the one who lives inside his head.