This site started its life as a place to post trunk stories that I loved too much to throw away, and this is where they are. You won’t find my most marketable work here, but you’ll find the weird little stories that don’t fit but speak to something in my soul. The stories that are maybe a bit too weird, a bit too personal. There’s one about Shaquille O’Neal eating at a Greek food truck and becoming the universe.
You’ve been warned.