The first chapter of the novel, No Absolution What cat? In the darkness, you are flying. You feel motion, yet you are sitting at a table, opposite a dirty, unshaven guy pointing a burning cigarette at you. I know this person. When an angry Bruce Harvey says, “Where’s my cat, fucker?” you conclude it’s a … Continue reading Daybreak over the Valley
Month: November 2020
Chthonic Punk
Aris Forcer sensed it in every cell in his human body. Another dimension. Another universe. Ever since their ordeal with the tesseract, having survived the gatekeeper, nothing had been the same. Not physics. Not biology. Not logic. Everything was upside down, inside out. But he felt alive, and as much as things were different, many aspects of … Continue reading Chthonic Punk