Author Archives: white87wolf

There is a feeling I hold from my youth. A feeling that stayed completely consistent through grade school, middle school, high school, and even college. I remember it perfectly and sometimes have what I call “snapshot” dreams of it. It’s the feeling of the process of leaving the movie theater at Hollywood Connection (or evenContinue reading “Georgia Kid”

Trying to stay out of it didn’t work. My father was in prison when I was born, and my mother eventually got shot by god-knows-which-one outside a Wal-Mart in Norman. My dad was killed in prison about eight years ago. My grandparents didn’t want me because they had this—probably correct—idea that I was leverage toContinue reading ““Curse””

The strangest thing about the whole affair was the fact that it took me over two hours to work out what had happened. Being assigned to a Liberty Ship was a risky posting to say the least, but I took it in stride from when I first boarded. A lot of the boys were especiallyContinue reading “The Task”

Today I learned that there is a very devoted and actually unexpectantly culturally fluent fanbase in existence that’s really super into the Land Before Time franchise. This is a franchise that basically has produced one childhood classic for Millenials and then another 13 straight-to-video movies for Zoomers . Sequels that…pretty much sucked as I assumedContinue reading “Land Before Time”

A little under three years ago, I turned thirty years old. As with almost every other milestone I’ve passed in life, I tried to convince myself that nothing about this would significantly affect me; that I wouldn’t go through the rigamarole of agonizing over the reality of aging like “everybody else” had. That I’m hereContinue reading “Aging: Another Self-Obsessive Millennial Adventure”

I’m starting a new series of stories all inspired by my various playthroughs of Stellaris (a 4x strategy game from Paradox Studios). They may be in different galaxies, or share continuity with the others. Some may even have sequels and follow-ups if there’s enough interest in such things, but they will all be inspired byContinue reading “The Family Dinner”

Stories are water for me. If I were to find myself on my death bed tomorrow, I would push harder for somebody to be by my side and reading to me than I would for my IV bag to be changed or my monitoring equipment to be hooked up. for a teller of tales toContinue reading “Hello”