There’s vermin in my library!

And by vermin I mean Ungeziefer of course. And if that Ungeziefer were a snake, the little bugger probably would have bitten me. Yeah, so… after yesterday’s mostly tongue-in-cheek diatribe re: my frustration with translators who blasphemously translate Ungeziefer, the … Continue reading There’s vermin in my library!

COCOA FIERCE & THE PANTYHOSE STRANGLER by Sean C. Wright-Neeley

1977
He drove to a secluded, leafy spot, and looked at Cocoa covertly when they stopped. She patted her blonde wig, contrasting her chocolate skin, and popped her gum, pretending not to notice him pulling out a pair of nylons. Cocoa slammed his head against the steering wheel before he could act. He was out cold. Cocoa handcuffed him to the steering wheel. Vice arrested The Pantyhose Strangler. However, his car remains where he intended to assault and kill his fourth prostitute.

Continue reading “COCOA FIERCE & THE PANTYHOSE STRANGLER by Sean C. Wright-Neeley”

There’s a story here somewhere…


This abandoned car is oh, I don’t know, maybe a half mile or so from my humble yet lovely abode and it’s been parked right there for as long as I’ve lived in my said humble yet lovely abode, which has been oh, I don’t know, maybe eighteen years or so.

Every time I pass the beautiful, wabi-sabi of a relic on one of my walks, I always think to myself, I bet there’s a heck of story to go along with that thing…

And I also always tell myself that one of these days Ima gonna write my own story about it.

Continue reading “There’s a story here somewhere…”

Hooray for Hollywood

Great news, friends! My short film Leave will premiere at the LA FEMME FILM FESTIVAL in October!

The entire cast and crew, which includes yours truly, is very proud and honored to be able to show our film for the first time to the world at such a prestigious event.

We are also proud and honored to finally be able to share with you a short teaser of the film right now.

Continue reading “Hooray for Hollywood”

Fake News is so Poe-thetic

I read an Edgar Allan Poe story today entitled The Angel of the Odd.

It’s a fun, fast, Kafka-meets-Twain, easy to forget kind of read.

But what is most memorable to me about the story is that it is entirely set up around the protagonists drunken dismay over what we would call the “fake news” of the day…

Continue reading “Fake News is so Poe-thetic”

Where You Are We Cannot Go

With you there we are at the places we cannot go with you we go you take us there with you to the places we cannot go You guide us drive us deep into the heart into the dark into the places we cannot go Through the heat through the snow the snow the bitter snow the insufferable snow with you through the snow we lose ourselves in the places we cannot go crumbling castles in the sky looming shadows rampart mysteries the eyes spying eyes lying eyes the eyes coaxing us down the endless trails the trails without end … Continue reading Where You Are We Cannot Go