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Before I Might: One

Below the horizontal line is the first installment of a new serialized novel, Before I Might. Enjoy! You must know, I die at the end. And, since you asked, yes, it hurt. In every sense imaginable to humans in my time. I could make this all a guessing game, make you work for the end or even riddle it out. But I want you to know that I die because then maybe you can focus on why. I mean, I don’t know how long mankind has been able to witness… Read more Before I Might: One

Touching Base

Where did I go for three months? Oh, you know, just hanging on to some existential dread since November. But I have NEWS! For those who’ve been reading The Right to Be Forgotten on this blog, please know that the ending is in the can, so to speak, and I will shortly be releasing the full ebook to you for free. Thanks for reading all the installments so far! Hopefully, you’ll enjoy the rest. Today, I begin a new serialized novel on this blog: Before I Might. EEP! I am… Read more Touching Base

Event, Saturday, October 22, 2016

I owe you all far more than this little post, I know. And I apologize. Next week I’ll let you know where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing. November will bring back regular posts like you’ve enjoyed in the past. If you want a quicker update, come by this event this weekend. I’ll be there visiting, signing books, and selling books. Come see me! Pop-Up Shops of Edmond We will be at this event promoting various artworks under the ShyJot brand, including original hand-painted work by Young Designs, needlepoint… Read more Event, Saturday, October 22, 2016

The Disappearance

It was nearing Christmas and I had raging double ear infections. I left my house the night before to go for a walk as everyone slept. It wasn’t until the next day I thought how supremely foolish it might be to walk out with no one knowing. Yet the night sky and earth were their own peace. -AS The Disappearance Originally posted on a 6s community, December 20, 2010 at 12:35pm The silver night clings to my exposed flesh, damp as it is from the heat of my slumber, and I… Read more The Disappearance

Lives and Lies

This one arose from a typo. Mostly. -AS Lives and Lies Originally posted on a 6s community, September 20, 2010 at 10:45am The difference: one little consonant, “v”; that is all that separates you as I know you from the you everyone else sees. They see you as a vessel, but you are much too full of yourself. They think you imbue veneration, but I know it is venenation clothed in a falsely sweet libation. They wonder at your valiance, but I marvel at your vanity. They consider you a vetted… Read more Lives and Lies

Fat Lip

Fat lips should most definitely be celebrated. -AS Fat Lip Originally posted on a 6s community, August 6, 2010 at 12:09pm His face turned crimson and tears edged out of their prison as he ran around the corner of the house. Five-year-old humiliation is a supremely malignant condition, and he knew this even as he ran. Sure, it hurt when the over-sized plastic ball kissed his angel lips, sent fluid, warm metal across his teeth, and shunned the upheld over-sized plastic bat. But the disgrace – well, that was more than… Read more Fat Lip

The Points of Life

For some it is mystery, for some science, and for some divine. Still, for those of us who see it as all three— -AS The Points of Life Originally posted on a 6s community, August 31, 2010 at 9:36am In the beginning there is an ovum and a spermatozoon, each bearing twenty-three chromosomes. Once the two are joined, the corpus is capable of reproducing itself – twinning – and has a metabolic capacity. The corpus can respond to external stimuli long before it may be considered sentient, before it has brain… Read more The Points of Life