The first story I wrote to kick off the Short Story a Month challenge back in 2021 set forth by author Susan Dennard. If you haven’t read this fun little tale of whimsy yet, check it out, won’t you?Read More Crawley.
Spoiler alert: it’s not. Gen Xers like myself are sick and tired of the later generations coming along and mining our classics to turn them into vulgar, edgy, (wannabe) irreverent new shows. I mean, did we need an updated version of Archie in Riverdale with murders, promiscuity and angst? The Harley Quinn from the old […]Read More Velma: Can y’all just leave her alone?
…for all your insurance needs.Specifically, if you need insurance that you’ll laugh and/or cry while reading my stories.Read More J.L. Love
He looks me in the eyes, not saying anything for a long time. Finally, he speaks. “Who are you?” I smile. “I am me. Just like you are you.” “True. We are all who we are. But what would you like me to call you?” “If you feel the need to paste a label on […]Read More Pronounced “zinc-see.”
A is a regular person. B doesn’t know the number 3 exists. A: Cool! I’ll come pick you up at 3 o’clock and we’ll head to the game. B: You’ll pick me up at what o’clock? A: 3. B: I don’t know what you’re saying. A: (sighs) Fine. Forget it. I’ll pick you up at […]Read More What if you didn’t know the number 3?
So, we’re traveling west, making stops along the way. One of those stops was in North Platte, Nebraska. Cute little town. Anyway, we got up and hit the road at exactly 9:00 am, which was kind of early for us. We got on the Interstate and drove for about 75 miles before we needed to […]Read More My funny time zone story.
So much overripe cinematic cheese.Read More Old: The movie that explains itself at length (but you still don’t get it).
I’d been reading comics earlier, but before I picked up issue #23 of The New Teen Titans at a comic store in Balitmore, Maryland, I’d never paid attention to who wrote and drew them. The cover in the display pic is issue #485 of Adventure Comics. At the time, it was where you could find […]Read More Dial “P” for Pérez.
I see you, kid. Forced to spend a summer of your twelfth year with your father, a guy you just met a year ago, hours away from the only place you’ve ever called home. And this guy, your dad-in-name-only, wasn’t any richer than your mom, was he? Nope. So, you weren’t living it up in […]Read More Frisbee Boomerang
Violence is never the answer. But still, violence happens each and every day, for a number of reasons. I’ve never been one to advocate violence and will usually turn the other cheek, mostly because I float like a bee and sting like a butterfly, but that’s besides the point. Chris Rock (ironically enough) said in […]Read More Punch’d.