Short Fiction
Short stories published in Piker Press, a weekly journal of arts and literature.
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The people have changed as the years have gone by, at least in names and faces. Only two things are the same, the bar itself, and the loneliness of the lives of its patrons. Anthony Driscol and Keri Sherwood have decided to change that ...
If it wasn't for the tiny lumberjack, it could all have been merely a case of really, really bad luck ...
Andersen & Company values its workers' lives -- as a commodity to purchase, and and a resource to be used up. Rebellion is inevitable ...and yet ...
Was that whispering she heard? Or just some annoying random feedback from the hearing aids she wore? Could it be that Kara was simply an adolescent girl whose grief was overwhelming her imagination, or were there really shadows there cast by unseen shapes?
"Taking Sides" -- The idea of conflict over the results of weather really annoys a shaman.
The story behind some hangovers can be far more complex than beer, whiskey, brandy, and more beer. Sometimes the tale begins in a bar, but this time it won't end there ...
The dead man is replaced -- by the most efficient worker they had ever seen. They don't know his name, but he is the herald of a new order, an order that will swell their paychecks and fill their lives...
Sometimes you need to ask before you fix a baboon's problems.
What can you do with the unrepentant and unrelenting Bad Guy? Aser and Danner face the consequences of messing with the malevolent mage Rocklift.
The town is called "Dust," and there is nothing left of anyone, not even the crumbled molecules that could call the town their namesake. The Seraphim Twins and Kuroda Kumiko know the reason for the destruction, and who they have to find to put an end to it -- but is this mission worth what it will do to Kaine?
The long road ahead of a single mother is a hard one, and some things will naturally make it harder. But perhaps the hardest part of the journey is when you can actually see the last part of the road ahead of you, and know what will happen when you reach it ...
Rocklift the Mage is on a mission to make certain that fools who interrupt her cash flow become extinct.
When you camp for the night, and get ready to have your evening meal, you really ought to make sure you know with whom you're about to share your fire.
The long road ahead of a single mother is a hard one, and some things will naturally make it harder. But perhaps the hardest part of the journey is when you can actually see the last part of the road ahead of you, and know what will happen when you reach it ...
She was gorgeous. She was loving. She was marked for death ... but, well, how does an assassin deal with someone marked for death a long time ago? Horace and Clancy have a conundrum to resolve ...
Bad boys should know better than to mess with the girl whose mother knows the ins and outs of voodoo ...
What Hollywood has to say about zombies is purely theatrical ...
Most of the time you're not allowed to cause discomfort or pain to people around you. But there is one nasty, notable exception ...
For some, pain is their mode of communication and their way of obtaining what they think they need.
Past your prime? Snow on the ol' mountaintop? Been studying other people's walkers with an eye to which model might suit your lifestyle? Have you said, "Been there, done that," to just about everything that comes up in cocktail party conversations? Perhaps it is time for you to visit the Master and ask his advice ...
Rocklift the Mage is using a potentially disastrous tool to make money, not caring what she ruins or hurts along the way. If money is her only measure for good, then nothing Aser can say will convince her that her business plan is a mistake.
The open window at the top of the tower looks out upon the face of the Moon, the only face in view. Is this the world? Is this a dream? These are the questions asked hour by hour, day by day, each moment defying what was known to be normal in my family ...
Be very, very careful when you listen to someone's tale of woe. Maybe you should even tape your mouth shut.
One is Firefly and one is Shaman. One is called Jynx and one is called Kaine. They seem exactly alike to Kuroda Kumiko: good looking, annoying, and deadly. Can someone really be a bounty hunter and an angel as well? There are mysteries on the planet of Phoenix, where the leylines of the world are dying, and even angels can have enemies out to kill them. A pale traveler, hard to see, is stalking the Seraphim Twins, and their time is running out.
Some experiments are better left undone. Raccoons are cute, but they lack certain social skills.
A courtroom drama! Which cousin really inherited the mill? Sometimes it's better not to know ...
Finding something good about a southern California heat wave, Piker Press staffer Lydia Manx evades traffic to visit pumpkins and the Del Mar Racetrack.
Whether one cheats on taxes and gets away with it, or nicks the neighbor's tomatoes in the dead of night when no one sees, the deeds are still wrong, just like the big stuff of robbing and plundering and getting away with it because no one is willing to stop you
There's something out there, and you know it's there, but you can't put into words what it is, that certain ... see? words fail again. But you have to keep looking, and if you're going to search with any expectation of finding, you're going to have to give that search your whole heart ...