Autonomous homicide

Autonomous homicide

This is the last horror story I’ll post, for a while — as some of you have suggested, it’s back to my day job of helping nonfiction writers and analyzing media. This story was disturbing enough that the sponsor rejected it, so I never published it on Twitter. There is graphic content here. If you…

Final edit

Final edit

I dedicate this horror story to all the copy editors I’ve ever worked with. I died on a grey Thursday morning in late October. On that day I awoke precisely at dawn, as I do every day. I took note that my lower back pain, a dull constant for the last few decades, was gone….

Slimbo

Slimbo

I think this is my favorite short from the whole horror story project. I could see expanding this into full length story, or even something longer. *269* Jeremy stared at the scale. He’d spent 29 years in this body, and it wasn’t getting any better. It was time for a change. He dug up an…

Mindless work

Mindless work

My second short horror story, originally published on Twitter. Ellen hit send on the her 11th resume and cover letter of the day – and 37th of the month of October – and 146th since graduating in June. The MacBook screen swam in front of her bloodshot eyes. And she began to despair. Demand was…

Aurora

Aurora

A little something different today — horror fiction. I’ll resume regular programming tomorrow. Feeling like crap, Ernie pushed aside a couple of beer cans and noticed what looked like a puffy grey hockey puck on the table beside the couch where he’d passed out. Another night of poker. Another night without Ellen. Another morning of…