Monday Flash Fic: The Challenge

13494878_531136320406793_4591285529648515773_nI stared at the canoe lodged in the tree. “Why in hell did you do that?”

“Was testing the pulley,” he said calmly. “It also deters people from stealing the canoe. Someone walked off with my kayak a month ago. I’d turned it over in the grass next to the house. Fuckers carted it away when I wasn’t there.”

I exhaled slowly, flummoxed.

“What?” He grinned. “Not impressed?”

“What if a killer was chasing you on Friday the 13th with a big ol’ knife and your only escape was on the river? How would you get the thing out of the tree fast enough to survive the maniac’s attack?”

He strode over to the ash, yanked on a rope, and the pulley released, dropping the canoe into the crotch of the first big branch. From there, it slid unevenly to the ground, landing with a jarring thump.

He laughed at the expression on my face. “Thought I’d gone ’round the bend, eh?”

“I wondered, yeah.” I looked at him, then at the canoe. “Putting it back up there again?”


“Know how you can really impress me?”

He raised an eyebrow.

“Skip the pulley. Levitate it into place this time.”

He chuckled. “You know I don’t like showing off.”

He used the pulley, and I helped, though not without protest. Magic was so much more fun.


Genre: contemporary
Word count: 225
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Just a reminder: my new book is now available at Amazon.

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Edmond Manning Responds

Last Friday I blogged about what a failure I was and how lackluster book sales had disappointed me straight into depression. He sent me the following.

Thanks, Edmond. Your words mean a lot to me, and I’ll read them again and again when I need to feel not so alone. Being a writer… it’s a wonderful death, isn’t it?


Let It Kill You

Theo’s recent sorrowful post, regarding a book release, touched me.  He bled his heart onto the electronic page. What a vulnerable thing to write. And how much courage must Theo have to stand in metaphorical nudity and openly cry, feeling all the hurts. You know who does that? A Writer.

I nodded in empathy with many of his points, feeling the grief he eloquently expressed. I know what it’s like to feel disappointment your books don’t sell. I know what it’s like to devote a year of life to writing a novel and wonder—with crossed-finger, little-kid hope—if it will be well received, only to find it’s kinda um…unnoticed. I also share his shortcomings, such as “not great at marketing.” I try. But it’s uncomfortable and hard. It’s killing me inside.

Okay, maybe not killing me. I’m a writer. I get dramatic.

But this hurts. Continue reading

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I’m quoting David Bowie in the title, in case you aren’t familiar with the song. Because changes are going to be made in regard to my writing/publishing.

What prompted this? I published No Man’s Land Saturday morning. When I got up today, I checked the numbers. I’d sold five copies. Five.  Lots of people read my blog, follow the twitter account, and are friends on Facebook or G+, so it’s not like people didn’t know I had a new book out.


What’s worse is this is not all that unusual. Half Moon House sold about twenty copies total. Weatherboy did worse. I feel like I wasted the last three years of my life, and I hate that feeling.

I figure, why have a blog if I can’t be honest? So I’m going to give you a big dose of it right now.

I spent ten months working on NML. Then there was the time put in by the betas and the editing I did, and a cover had to be made. And for what, so I could sell five copies? Continue reading

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No Man’s Land now available

Cover NML 300x469Amateur ghost hunters Cy and Zelda are invited to the BWCA in Northern Minnesota to investigate an alleged haunting at Brighton Lake Lodge. Mac, the owner, has returned home from London with plans to restart the family business, but the ghosts have to be dealt with first.

Interesting things happen the moment they arrive; it seems there isn’t one ghost, but many. One of them uses Zelda’s robot, Orwell, to communicate with them, and they find out the ghosts aren’t ghosts at all.

Set in a time in the not-so-distant future, the story destroys ideas of what is real, what isn’t, and reveals the lengths people will go to in order to survive.

Get it at Amazon.

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In Limbo

This last week, I’ve been going back and forth between my condo and R’s house, mostly because I’ve forgotten something at one place or the other, and dragging the laptop along with me.

I’m wrapping up the final edits on No Man’s Land at last! I only have to write the blurb, format the MS, take another look at the cover, and upload, so expect to see a release this weekend!

It’s been a while, eh? But I love this story, and I think you will too. It’s a strange combination of paranormal/fantasy/science fiction; I honestly can’t describe it any better than that.  Continue reading

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