Month: April 2016

Pretty Monsters

  The sidewalk was empty and I was alone. I love to be alone. I am free to be myself, without fear or restraint. It is rare to find time alone within a large city except during certain hours of the night; and, while three A.M. is not the best time to be out and…


I’m Going To Do Something Insane

  I’ve re-read some of my old stories in trying to put something up here on the site.  I was a shitty writer back in the day.  Not sure I’m better now, really, but I’m looking at this stuff and it’s making my fingers itch to go back in time and slap myself.  What a douchebag…


Another Zelaznyism

  This hit me like a brick the first time I read it.  It still packs quite the punch.   Benedict grunted. He was still holding the Jewel, a much dimmer red than it had been so recently.   “True,” he finally said. “The Pattern is safe now. I wish . . . I wish…


“The Agnostic’s Prayer” by Roger Zelazny

  The Agnostic’s Prayer (Roger Zelazny, Creatures of Light and Darkness, © 1969)   This is perhaps the most famous prayer in all of science fiction and fantasy, and yet it is also one of the most difficult to find. Insofar as I may be heard by anything, which may or may not care what…


I Need To Make Morpheus My Bitch

I like to compare new philosophy students to toddlers on the verge of a first step. Some will run right away from you and *zoom!* they’re in the kitchen and you’re listening to the sounds of gleeful breakage. Now’s a good time to lock up all the shiny or toxic objects and put some guards…


Ancient

July 1st, 2014: My best friend left today. She could not stand it here any longer. Too many bad things had happened to her, to her sons, to her life in this place and she had grown to loathe it. I was one of the few reasons she had stuck it out this long and…


Skipping Stones

My daughters are going to be alone for their entire lives and it’s my fault. I taught ’em what I thought they’d need, lessons that I’d wished I hadn’t learned the hard way. You do that for your children, help them see the things that you didn’t until it was too late, show them what…


Random Musings From Another Time

I’m getting sick and tired of churches and charities. Some days, it’s like everywhere I look, there’s a cross, there’s a donation board, there’s a commercial with battered women and crying/starving/dying children with those spooky too-large eyes in a pinched little face that makes you jerk your wallet out in defense. Ye gawds and little…


Beware The Ides Of March

Hi. I was born on the 15th of March. I knew who Caesar was before I could properly masticate lettuce in his name. I knew the “Beware the Ides…” schtick and to steer clear of anybody named Brutus not only from my Mammaw, but also from the wisdom that was Popeye, even though I wouldn’t…


Is There A Demon Lover In The House?

Demons evolve. Ever notice that? We’re born with tiny baby demons writhing and wriggling inside our burgeoning little minds. The first demon we’re introduced to is the one that appears when mommy leaves the room. I’d be willing to bet that that’s the first obstacle on the road to madness. The first time she leaves…