by Sean | Mar 24, 2016 | writing
Once upon a time, primates ruled the jungle. King Obalump, the orangutan, constantly reminded the citizens to accept their societal roles. “As you must know, primates are smarter and therefore comprehend what is paramount for everyone.” The king would often say with...
by Sean | Mar 10, 2016 | writing
Murder is more than my hobby; it is my nemesis. Years of my life have been dedicated to analyzing and understanding the crime of murder. Because of my attention to detail, I am one of the highest paid criminologist consultants in the USA. Local police and even the FBI...
by Sean | Feb 11, 2016 | writing
Where am I? Oh my God, I have an even bigger question. Who am I? The room is a barren cement block and a cot squeaks under my bum. To my right is a porcelain toilet and sink. I stand and notice an empty wastebasket. No wait! It’s not empty. I think I see… yes! A note!...
by Sean | Jan 15, 2016 | humor, writing
The waiting room is sterile. There are no anvils, ACME products or any life-giving melodrama. Some humans are full of inspiration. Not these humans. The producer is a full on J.E.R.K. who doesn’t understand the value of talent. I hate waiting. How do humans endure it?...
by Sean | Jan 15, 2016 | writing
My mother died birthing me and she never revealed who my sperm-donor father was. If he didn’t want to know me then I sure as heck don’t want to know him. My heart mother was my grandmother and I called her Ma Maw. She rarely understood any of my emotional outbursts...
