The Storm: First Read

Just finished reading my first ever story.  It took about 2 hours.  I apparently use the phrase “a bit” a bit too much.  Still it was a good read.  I’m probably supposed to be my own worst critic, but Stephen King was right.  When you read your own stuff.  Stuff you stayed true to and […]

Story Time: Mother’s Les Paul Part 11

I let her hand fall to the cold concrete stage.  I turned to look at Lucifer.  He was laughing.  The monster was laughing.  “Foolish.” He said.  I got up and was about to go to his side of the stage when I felt someone grab my arm.  I looked back at Braidy and she pleaded […]

Story Time: Mothers Les Paul 10

I played a few rifts just before we got into it.  The drummer was now a familiar companion in my head.  He did a few beats out to bring me back into the iconic opening of the song.  The enemy knew me.  He knew my style now, and how well I could play.  I wasn’t […]

Story Time: Mother’s Les Paul 9

I waited for him to start.  Between us was a drummer.  He too looked unearthly, inhuman.  He clicked his sticks together 4 times and without warning Lucifer started.  “Caught Somewhere in Time” jammed into the amp.  The wicked guitar solo opening rang in perfect time.  The drummer keeping up without effort.  It was almost as […]

Story Time: Mothers Les Paul 8

I set Annabelle’s case on the chair next to Gabby.  She was looking pretty rough.  More than exhausted, she was sick.  Her skin was pale and even the ink on her body seemed to be fading as she sat there.  “Are you ok.”  She nodded.  “I have enough to make it.   Just.   Win.”  She said.  […]

Story Time: Mother’s Les Paul 1

I guess you could say she was always there.  On some level you can always feel them.  Right outside the edge of your periphery.  Perhaps a shadow that didn’t really belong, or a reflection that catches you just out of place.  It always fades away when you look directly at them though.  That trace of […]