Apparently blogs are so 2012. That is to say they are old hat. Like a Busby, geddit? 

First published at http://flash-frontier.com Flight “You. After school. Basketball court. Snap my fingers snap your neck.” Kevin’s e...

First published at http://flash-frontier.com Toby Toby’s in bed. He fights sleep. His memory remains vital, his memories many. He recall...

First published at http://flash-frontier.com The Greatest Show on Earth I feel like the spindly drawings in the corners of pages of bo...

Our native language now. Is it local or is it digital? Code or chit-chat? We shared a common tongue once, you and me. Many times, actually...

What did he have to do to stop being the butt of Carl’s stupid jokes? Did he have to become a notorious alcoholic, first rate carouser, de...

First published at http://flash-frontier.com/ An irresistible force meets an immovable object. YOU. ARE. SHITTING. ME! The pine tr...

Flash fiction first published at: http://flash-frontier.com/2012/04/20/april-after-the-party/  Orphans' Christmas. ‘Orphans’. ...

Flash Fiction, first published at:  http://flash-frontier.com/2012/06/28/june-hold-my-hand/ Hear our voices. 1.0 – The Great New Ze...

Flash Fiction, first published at http://flash-frontier.com/ An Aphonic Discourse Silence screams an awkward glance over its shoulder to ...

From the collection ' 8 poems about me and you'. Ninety-nine of the infinite number of ways I might die the spectre whos...

... "I know writers don't like to talk about their projects until they're finished. Put to bed... isn't that how you say ...