Rise of the Storyteller 22: Sister Rage

Table lighter. High heel boot. Metal Thermos. And a butcher knife. We have a lot to do in this chapter so let’s get started. There was a time when people smoked in their houses. This was a while ago. Now most times smokers spend a lot of their time outside. Can’t smoke in restaurants anymore.… Continue reading Rise of the Storyteller 22: Sister Rage

Rise of the Storyteller 18: Rumors and Betrayal

Girls up front by the big double doors. Boys in the back. There was a rule to this thing. The girls did not bother the boys. The boys left the girls alone. Wait. I’m not doing this right. When I was in my twenties and going to college in Springfield, I went out with D… Continue reading Rise of the Storyteller 18: Rumors and Betrayal

Rise of the Storyteller 17: Bonnie

Climbing the cedar was the worst part of the morning. Cedar trees are not strong. Not this kind. They are whips of things, and bendy. The leaves, if you want to call them that, are more quills than leaves at all, small, sharp, and tough enough to slice like blades. I got gloves for Christmas,… Continue reading Rise of the Storyteller 17: Bonnie

Rise of the Storyteller 7: Strong Urge to Fly

It was after 8 at night. I was in bed, my PJs on, my top sheet pulled up to my chin, my blankets at my feet. It was too hot for blankets that night. The night before fifth grade. The night it was born. The night my mind broke, once again, to form the one… Continue reading Rise of the Storyteller 7: Strong Urge to Fly

The Progenitor 17: Rose’s Legacy

When she was a little girl, Rose was cherished by her father. Things started going south as she developed into a young lady. She was pure. She was sweet. But the fear of all fathers of little girls is the end of their girl’s purity, and he began to see shadows and ghosts of whores… Continue reading The Progenitor 17: Rose’s Legacy

The Progenitor 15: 23andMe

Let’s take a step back to the chapter I gave you called “Gondik and Barric.” Let’s look at the day Bekah asked me what the percentage chance was that I was Bramble’s kid. I sat stunned for a while and we talked. All around it. All and every direction but the idea. My head was… Continue reading The Progenitor 15: 23andMe

The Progenitor 14: In a Name

It started with Mumble Daddy, I think. Rose married Mumble, and within two years she had us calling him Mumble Daddy. “He is your real dad. Char doesn’t even pay child support. He doesn’t even come pick you up but two times a month. He is not a real dad. The one who takes care… Continue reading The Progenitor 14: In a Name

The Progenitor 11: Around the Table Part 2

It was Stonefist Stew, a recipe I created for a book called Legends of the Exiles. Get a can of five different kinds of beans: black beans, navy beans, pinto beans, red kidney beans, and pork and beans. I like to throw an extra can of pinto in for good measure. Chop and stir in… Continue reading The Progenitor 11: Around the Table Part 2

The Progenitor 8: The Coming of Jesse Teller

This is all a puzzle. This is myth and legend. This is a tale and another that when lined up together show a truth few knew and none wanted me to see. First, let’s hit a dark room lit only by an antique oil lamp, then we will go back 46 years to a series… Continue reading The Progenitor 8: The Coming of Jesse Teller

The Progenitor 7: The Seven

356 times I have written the words The Seven. Guess I shouldn’t have been surprised when in February I finally understood them. If you draw a line, you can start in 2002 with the Dungeons and Dragons games I ran with Bekah, Siren, Lean, and Red. Take that line and continue through 2010, when I… Continue reading The Progenitor 7: The Seven