Rise of the Storyteller 16: The Darkness of Slinger Middle School Part 2

There is a chapel somewhere that had its ceiling painted by a guy, I think his name was Mikey. Well, there was this priest who really hated Mikey. Tried really hard to get him fired, tried to get him in trouble. This priest was a dick and he was fucking with a painter. A good… Continue reading Rise of the Storyteller 16: The Darkness of Slinger Middle School Part 2

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 16: Slade

’97 was a hell of a year. In 1997, the Droogs were formed. It was about April I think. Things are fuzzy about the formation, but it was around that time. In 1997, I started dating Bekah. The hell that followed us after that was immortalized in the book Normal Street, I think you have… Continue reading The Progenitor 16: Slade

The Progenitor 10: The Motorcycle and the Soulmate

I don’t ride. Always wanted to. Got started too late. When I was working with D in Richland, the plan was for us to get bikes. He was all about the Crotch Rocket. Wanted the speed and the sleek. I was all about the Hog. He called me a fossil, said the girls would like… Continue reading The Progenitor 10: The Motorcycle and the Soulmate

The Progenitor 9: Gondik and Barric

Barric stood before his father’s statue and dropped to his knees. “I’m here,” he said. “This is where it all stops for me and where I come looking for my beginning. I look upon your face now and I see a might that I feel in my heart. A might that I always thought myself… Continue reading The Progenitor 9: Gondik and Barric

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

The Progenitor 6: The Jedi

He walked into Open Pantry one day after Rose had worked her way from cashier to assistant manager. He asked for an application, and she tossed one across to him, but she knew she wouldn’t hire him. He was dirty. Needed a shave with a dark stubble and a mustache dripping down the corners of… Continue reading The Progenitor 6: The Jedi