Wyatt arrived home about three – thirty after the golf outing and one pint at lunch.  Katherine called to say she and the boys would be late, but that he could go ahead and help himself to the beef roast, which he did. He then fell asleep on the couch with his beeper next to his head. Exactly at 4:30, sure enough, the beeper sounded off, awakening Wyatt from a nice slumber on the soft leather couch. Damn.  Read More

These four phrases, ‘Mommy – nourished Zombie neurons’, ‘merciless hips’, ‘crossed – leg man  bait’ and ‘monkey hallucinations’ are all in my upcoming novel.  Of course, you’re probably scratching your head…hopefully it’s your head and not something lower you’re scratching, wondering what the hell connection there is with these phrases, but then I guess Read More

  The heavily muscled marine walked into the entry, quickly scanning the expansive family room: the huge Christmas tree, a crackling fire, and, especially, the beautiful brunette sitting elegantly on a lucky couch. “Congratulations, little Bro; you rock!” exclaimed Gavin. “What the hell you mean, you lawyer puke?” said Blake. “As always, you still have a way with words.  I heard you won the Marine m Read More

    Wyatt grunted while he slowly rousted himself off the couch for the bedroom. He had barely sunk into sleep when he was startled awake. The November wind was flapping the metal oven vents on the roof and vibrating the windowpanes, threatening to shatter them.   He was used to being alone in the spacious house, jerking awake when the phone rang at all hours.  The neighbors often let their dogs out du Read More

Amy and Julie met at Rick’s bar, an institution that was famous for its happy hour, and the effect it had on facilitating the testosterone-estrogen interaction.  They both wore short skirts and heels because they could and they looked good especially when they posed at the front on high bar stools. “Kinda quiet here,” said Julie “Don’t worry.  It’ll pick up.  Especially if we’re here.”  They bot Read More