From a Current WIP, “Black Eyes”

Knock! Knock! “Are you kidding me? Who’s stopping here this late at night?” Rochefort “Roach” Scott placed the bookmark in his paperback copy of The Black and glanced at the mantle clock. “It’s 11:50, damn near midnight,“ he muttered as he put the book on the coffee table and levered …

Surrounded!

This morning’s work on “All Back Emergency” finds Captain Tracy and the Triton stuck on the surface and surrounded by three unknown craft. Another 537 words added to their predicament. A conspiracy is about to become reality… As for writing? Perhaps mornings are my best element. -John Tweet