Seventeen-year-old Liss Taylor wants nothing more than to be normal. All she wants is to graduate high school, go to college, and marry her childhood sweetheart. But she knows normal is something she can never be. The constant nightmares of desolate wastelands and the tattoo she was born with are proof enough; normal is not in her future. A Darkness is now creeping into her town. A Darkness which is weaving its way into the fears of those around it, causing terror to come alive and death to stalk the night. Who is the new guy in school? What part does he play in all of this, and why does he seem to awaken a piece of her she never even knew existed? Now Liss is in a race against time, joined by friends, old and new. It will take her places unknown and show her things she never dreamed possible. Will she be able to rise above the darkness and save those she loves, or will she lose everything, and succumb to the evil known as the Weaver of Darkness?

Highest rank in General Fiction- #882 "I've always loved these kinds of days, I know you do too. Remember when we sat here on the porch, and drank our coffee in these mugs? I told you my deepest secret, and you never judged me. This swing on the porch, is growing old now, Just like us, I fear that it will break under my weight, but it hasn't yet. The wind is peaceful, and the tree's leaves are whistling, maybe they're talking to me, trying to tell me something. Anyways, till next time, love Yours Forever." A love story told through love letters left for a husband after his wife passed.

Ty, a shift manager with an alcoholic wife, creates a female replicant in a dystopia veering toward full mechanization. For Ty, the surreal drudgery of working in a retail environment is interrupted when robotic interfaces are installed at his job. Any protest of the machines will prompt Prominents to place him in a re-education program, and that's if he's lucky. In an effort to distract himself from a failing marriage, Ty becomes obsessed with the idea of a printing a live composite. In a botched job, he ends up printing a female version of himself. Thanks to his clone, Samantha (or Sam as she insists being called), Ty and his family are in danger of being jailed by Prominent forces. A dangerous life of hiding in plain sight is nearly impossible to pull off, especially when Sam strays from simple Prominent edicts by dating a woman. Ty's reality begins to unravel and he is forced to new truths, all while coming to terms with the full-force of mechanization and violence that surrounds him. [Previously FEATURED] [WON FIC AWARD FOR BEST SCI-FI NOVEL] (EDITING, FEEL FREE TO POINT STUFF OUT) [FEATURES CHARACTERS FROM "THE DARK"] ***One of four Honorable Mentions for the Diverse Writer and Diverse World Grants from The Speculative Literature Foundation***

A collection of my original lyrics, stretching through a wide variety of genres.

What if feelings and expressions were described as colors?

Top 10 for the #TNTHorrorContest! What is it about death that makes folks so hungry? For Eric Norby, it's an obsession. Lovingly crafted, home-baked, funeral-infused hot dishes are simply to die for...and he'll do anything to keep them coming.

COMPLETE This is a sad little one shot I wrote. It started out as an entry for a contest, but ended up writing itself completely against the prompt so I wanted to share it separately than the edited version for the contest.