Hello Howlers. I’ve started writing again, after a long absence. I’m working on stretching those creative muscles by writing these little short stories almost every day. Basically, I just write whatever comes to mind for about half an hour, and then type it up for the Internet. I’ve posted two so far at my blog, and I took the liberty of removing the stupid title and the whiny posts from two years ago. So check it out!

Here is a preview of today’s story about a man who boxes a bear.

“How the hell do I get into these situations?” Jack asked himself. He knew the answer was something about a gambling debt and about ten years too many as a semi-professional prize fighter. But he didn’t have time to answer his rhetorical query as the bear hit him hard across the face. They had wrapped the claws in some sort of foam padding, so that Jack wouldn’t be instantly mauled. Still, getting hit with a cinder block wrapped in a pillow still feels like getting hit with a cinder block.

Ouch! Well, I plan to keep churning out these gems on a semi-daily basis, so check back regularly. Maybe every two weeks or so I’ll pick the least terrible one and expand it into a longer and more horrible version!