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The Iron Church
Snow fell thick over the dead forest. The church had burned a hundred years ago, but its bones still stood. Charred beams. A crooked bell tower. The bell itself still hanging somehow, rusted and...
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Lurk all you like; write when you're ready
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Same river of posts, just easier to browse once the lead story has the spotlight.
The Moment of Pop Origin
Listeners of my podcast over the past ten years are familiar with a phrase I coined, "The Moment of Pop". It describes the moment when a wrestling ...
Read moreHamlet Prepares
Greetings, one and all. Here is my latest short film. It tells the story of a community theatre actor who lands the role of a lifetime. Enjoy and l...
Read moreTime trial
Little late but about 3 weeks ago ran a 5:23 mile but wanna run a sub 5 this season
Read moreSUNSET ON TITAN RIDGE
The twin suns of Titan Ridge burned low and copper-red, staining the methane plains in bruised light. Wind dragged static across the rusted skele...
Read moreI'm Writing A Book!
I'm writing a book! The Work Of Wrestling: A Book About Art is a combination of my best work over the past decade with entirely new writing on the ...
Read moreVertical Cut
The building had no name, just floors stacked like bad decisions. Rain turned the concrete into glass. Kade was already moving when the first knif...
Read morereview of the terraformers by annalee newitz
So let’s start by saying that I adored this book. I thought it was so creative and so fun and so thought-provoking and so educational. I loved the ...
Read moreNo Rails, No Mercy
The city rose in slabs and ledges, a concrete spine slick with rain and oil. No handrails. No safety nets. Just drops. Milo sprinted anyway. ...
Read moreINDIANA JONES AND THE BLOOD SUN CROWN
The rain came down hard and hot, turning the Guatemalan jungle into a steaming graveyard of mud and insects. Indiana Jones hated jungles. He hated...
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