Four Sentences

AT MIDNIGHT the cafe used to be crowded. Lacquered-wood tables, leather-upholstered wall seats, soft jazz, opulence. Men and women shuffling about in high-end suits and dresses. Now it’s empty, and the ceiling tiles fall to the floor, exposing wires and pipes we never knew were there.

Working on a novel


I am working on an approximately 50,000 word novel. I intend to complete it by the end of November of 2018, at which point I’ll begin editing. The novel is called Kissing Bug. It’s about a narcissistic detective who investigates the disappearances of several missing girls, but he’s terrible at his job.

Flat Characters


Recently I’ve come to gripe with a trend I’ve been seeing in writing communities as of late. I’m not one to complain much, but when I see something I dislike and it burns in my chest with the same fire as this subject, I feel as though there’s some credence to my gripes.…