fiction

  • The Never-ending Dallas ISD PD Road Pirate Fiasco

    Let me bring you up to speed. Over the last month, I’ve noticed that Dallas PD ISD (an agency who you’d think would want to be the most visible, for the sake of our children’s lives in our current world) have a fleet of ghost cars. From what I’ve witnessed, I can’t help but come…

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  • Getting To Know Charlie Rose

    As I mentioned last week, I’ve recruited a local teenager who’s already getting academic recognition for her writing, to join us at The Gonzo Wolf. Sometimes, you just need to take a step back and view things from a different perspective. Folks, it doesn’t get any more different than thirteen-year-old-girl in 2026. I guess we’ll…

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  • It Starts.

    It Starts.

    This is the least I could do.

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  • My Swamp.

    My Swamp.

    Porch Swing Poetry

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  • Post VD Weekend (the day, not the ‘doh’)

    My wife and I aren’t the kind of people who go all out on each other for a holiday. Instead, we throw down big here and there whenever the want arises. Valentines Day weekend was just like any other in our house, with just a bit more of a theme. I grabbed her a couple…

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  • Hallmark Moments

    Hallmark Moments

    Porch Swing Poetry

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  • So, there’s that…

    So, there’s that…

    Porch Swing Poetry

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  • Howl.

    Howl.

    Unfortunately…

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  • Witness.

    Witness.

    This tree. The alien things this tree has seen and heard throughout the decades. I say alien, because I assume trees find us as such. None of us can assume to comprehend the comings and goings of trees. One good turn, and such. The park in which it resides began as a privileged playground over…

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  • Snow-Dumb.

    Snow-Dumb.

    Snow-dumb. It’s a sensation that overtook me quite a few times as a professional driver. You spend so much time fixated on a field of white rolling along, mile-to-mile, and your brain blurs. I’d forgotten about it until a few minutes ago. Hell hath no career like truck-driving. I left my truck unlocked and wide-open…

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  • How are you?

    How are you?

    We’re the laughing stock of the world (we’ve been for a decade), there’s winter weather on the way to Dallas, and Ted Cruz is already on a plane. I’ve played this game before. All bullshit aside, how are you? I was speaking with a neighbor a few moments ago about him getting gypped on web…

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  • Dallas: Beware Road Pirates

    Repeat: two weeks ago, our rock and roll governor (except on uneven surfaces) signed a law that requires ALL Texas Sheriff’s Departments to assist ICE when they’re operating in their jurisdiction. I know, they all pee a little like whipped-dogs every time I mention this. In the Tenth Street Freedman’s District, Dallas Sheriff’s Office invisible…

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  • A Taste of Home Chapter Two (read by Rev. Dare Cloud)

    When last we left, a poor kid and two ambulance jockeys were ripped to shreds by an unknown creature in the woods. Backing it up about ten hours, we meet our main character Toby Liberman and his best friend Johnny Haynes. Now, I’m not one to give warnings in fiction, but Toby and Johnny are…

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  • A Decade Behind The Times

    A long time ago, in a rural-on-the-cusp-of-suburban neighborhood not far away, I ran into my first real person from TV Land. I was a kid; I didn’t know better. I truly thought that since he was from California, he probably knew movie stars. We start out dumb, and some of us stay there. Throughout the…

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  • I Hope It Was Still Under Warranty

    I know many of the things I speak about on this page are extraordinary, but that’s always been my life. I make up things for a living, and I can’t make this stuff up. I mean, I could, but I don’t need to. It actually happens. My wife was on the couch doing some course…

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  • How’s Your Butt Enjoying That Seat? Comfy?

    Boy, you know it’s going to be a good one when the AI image generator won’t even touch it… It’s a chilly morning in Dallas. No birds are fighting each other outside my writing window for bits of seed. Also, the guy across the way who’s been roofing his own house all by himself isn’t…

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  • A Taste of Home by Rev. Dare Cloud, Chapter Two

    Welcome back to Twin Oaks, my friends! This was my first fiction novel published back in 2010. In the last chapter, we lost poor Ryan Weldon and a couple of ambulance jockeys to a strange beast. Now, ten hours before that event, we meet our main character, Toby Liberman and his best friend Johnny Haynes……

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  • The French Mistake.

    The French Mistake.

    I’m disgusted. Sick to my stomach. Seriously hurting. As an Army veteran, a disabled one at that, I truly thought our military would be the final barrier between our president and chaos. I was wrong. Certainly the Republican party wouldn’t stop him because they’re all profiting. Certainly the Democratic party, the one in which I…

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  • A Taste of Home: Chapter One

    But first, let me explain…

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  • Home.

    Home.

    Toby Liberman is nearing the end of his rope. After a fateful confrontation with his wife’s lover, he is chased into the woods only to be discovered by an unidentifiable creature. He is attacked and rendered unconscious. Upon waking at the scene of a gruesome triple homicide, Toby is arrested as the sole suspect and…

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  • A Highland Park Christmas

    A Highland Park Christmas

    This is a little short story I pecked out a couple of years ago. I was taking a shortcut through the wealthy part of Dallas to skip some traffic. I got to thinking about how many small town girls I knew who claimed to have paranormal abilities. Then I imagined what the spirits tell them…

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  • Blood & Fascism

    Blood & Fascism

    Finally! A REAL Christmas Story!

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  • Christmas Gifts For Grandma

    The scariest bathroom ornament at the nursing home.

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  • Happy Trails…

    Happy Trails…

    Happy trails…

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