Edge of Night
My eyes swept back and forth along the highway, looking for a sign, any sign. A single thought hammered at my mind, over and over: Why did he run?
Christmas in the Courtyard
This story was commissioned to be part of my church’s Christmas cantata. I’ve made slight word changes from the spoken version for better flow, but otherwise remains as it was presented.
Update? Never
Post something regarding BattleTech, see site hits blow through the roof. Post on something OTHER than that universe? Tank city, baby. It’s okay, it only confirms what I’ve known since birth: the goings-on in my life are pretty unimportant to everyone else. The internet LIES! It said if we blogged about all our inanity, we’d …