Fiction

This collection consists of entirely original works of fiction. These are primarily short stories, and they are all currently unpublished.

 
 

Coffee and Closure

I could always see people standing at the peak of the dormant volcano; yet, from the city they were nothing more than anonymous shadows, obscurely waving side to side in the wind. Today the peak was empty, a rare sight. Perhaps the cold and sleet had given even the most daring tourists second thoughts about ascending to the summit…

 

Some people never go crazy

Christina’s editor slapped a copy of tomorrow’s Park City Times down on her desk. The front page shouted up at her a headline she had written earlier that night, “Casino Runs out of Luck: Park Palace Dealt $3.5 Million Robbery.” Christina was overcome with pride. She had always known she was capable of breaking a front-page story, but actually seeing it in print left her racking her brain for words…

 

pine and aspen

My eyes burn as I stare at the blue-lit computer screen on my desk. My headphones thump in my ears, spitting out Bach, or Beethoven or something. The playlist is generic classical music I put on to force myself to focus. My eyes drift up from the quarterly expense report spreadsheet document to the clock at the top right of my screen. It reads 1:48AM…

 

Another summer slips away

The subtle shortening of daylight, paired with the progressive silencing of nighttime cicadas, marks the end of another summer that Mark remains waiting. Waiting to have another difficult conversation, waiting to break further way, waiting for a boat slip…