Dreams both big and small

When Dreams Become Words

Often, when we wake from a night under the sheets, we remember something vague about… A place, with people, and… Things? Oh, it’s all fading away because life is happening. Man, I really got to take a shower and get ready.

Yeah, that’s how they go away. These dreams we have. Some of us though hold onto them and write them down, creating from them very, very strange stories.

These are all stories I grasped like a madman to a tiger tail, groggy and punching at the keyboard trying to reclaim the weirdness and surreal feeling that was the thing I just had prancing around in my brain as my alarm clock went beeping.

I hope you enjoy these mid morning fancies. They exist as dancing skeletons in a makeshift closet, the last remnants of my brain mixing and remixing all of my life, my aspirations, and my fears.

For fans of: Stephen King’s Nightmares and Dreamscapes, You Like it Darker, Night Shift, & Skeleton Crew

Content Warning: This novel contains explicit wording, content, and profanity, supernatural evil, and other adult themes. Please read with care.

Author’s Note: As with all true horror stories, the goal is to survive to the end. I find that there is hope at the end of every tunnel, but getting there is often a horrifying and bloody mess. That being said, these are true horror stories.

Collection Contains:

Short Stories

The End of Summer Camp

Idiot Next Door

Jungle Preacher

Older Twins

House Sausages

The Prion Conspiracy

Moth Clan

The Ride

The Making of Heroes

An Island at the End of Time

Painting the Lazy Susan: Part One

Charleston and the Dig

Novelettes

Superior Respondent