FICTION
A dark, teeming grove full of misshappen, many-legged short stories that hunger for flesh and innocence.
A dark, teeming grove full of misshappen, many-legged short stories that hunger for flesh and innocence.
a short story about satanic rituals on the campaign trail
(cw: lots of gore)
2022. Written for a Topics in English class focusing on supernatural narratives, taught by Joanna Howard. Follows campaign advisor Robert Cartwright and his beleaguered superior C.J Hicks as they horrifically botch the satanic ritual required to bring their senatorial candidate to life. Attempts to marry complex, high-concept worldbuilding with political satire with some very heavy blood and gore. First short story I ever wrote that genuinely felt like something a person could read, and not amateur scratch dumped into Canvas for participation points.
a short story about keeping someone alive
(cw: sex trafficking, medical abuse, sexual abuse)
2023. Written for an Advanced Creative Writing class taught by Joanna Howard. Science fiction story about a woman who has been turned into a targeting system, and her sister, who has to take care of her body, and the bodies of several other women who have undergone the same conversion. Came to me fully formed and beat me over the head with itself until I sat down and wrote it in a series of fits I do not fully remember- probably the most complete, well-structured thing I have written to date. I am very proud of it. Sometimes I don't know if I should be.
a short story about an arsonist in love
2024. Written for an Advanced Creative Writing class taught by Joanna Howard. An exercise in limitation; I like to give myself weird rules to test my range, adaptability, and capacity to learn on a tight-timeline project. For this one I had to invert my typical style and themes: the writing had to be spare and arch, the characters had to like each other, and it had to stay and remain serious and not get self-referential or insecure. There are definitely bits of it where I get a little too excited and slip into the familiar register, but it was hard enough to write well that I figure I gained a few new muscles from the endeavor.
a short story about a very spiteful dog
(cw: graphic descriptions of pregnancy, animal death, unsanitary)
2024. Written for an Advanced Creative Writing class taught by Patrick Cottrell. This is a story that I wrote using a thing I like to call the Story Machine, which is a matrix of different subject matters, themes, and ending states, all assigned numbers. I choose numbers at random and write a story from the resulting combination- It's an unpredictable strategy that forces me to make a few disparate elements work, and I like the challenge. Writing is more attractive to me as an athletic pursuit than an intellectual one- One of the things I discovered through studying Writing Practices. This one ended up being about dog breeding, caretaking, and stalemate. It follows a dog who does not want to give birth and you cannot make her. It is very nasty, and I think that makes it shine.