living the illusion of truth and meaning

Jason's agent tapped his pen on the table impatiently. He was scheduled to represent Alfonzo the Squirrel at a commercial audition late...

Detective Neil O'Connell stared Jason down stoically while his partner paced back and forth between them. Sergeant McFarlane eyed O'...

Deep in the caves, I stood amidst walls of glass and stone. Rows and rows of bottles of wine silently awaited their release, as they would ...

Don't take life for granted, or life will take you for granted... if it ever becomes sentient.

Reflected in these words are days that won't change... ages that drag on and on, until the softer points are unrealized. I used to walk ...

I like my coffee like I like my women: tan, sweet, hot, and wet, with a spoon sticking out.

Days and days of the same, and pushed onto the narrow path. Friendly faces in range of mine; their words sounding in endless repetition, th...