Drama

Cement Head

First names can be tricky.  Second names can be sticky.  Sometimes you are better off alone.  Sometimes you are better off watching someone unravel from afar.  Sometimes you are closer than you ever thought you  could be when the pin comes loose.

Coral

Anneslow made no pretense at being a family town or some sort of counterfeit and gaudy Vegas.  Anneslow was not an oil town either.  Anneslow was the sort of town men frequented to shake hands in dark corners and wave batons that made money flow this way and that behind their sweeping gestures so easily missed above the pit of brass and tightly strung bows.  Anneslow was Coral's town and Coral worked for no one.

Getting Warmer

Dave and Donny were a match made in heaven except that Dave was not much of a believer in afterlives or sure bets.  There are moments when the only answer is to walk away, but no one can walk without a destination in mind.

Interview #488-01C

In the years and months before the rise of men more machine than flesh, one man would be there to see it all start.  There is little that holds the human spirit together and there is even less tying together our patchwork sanities.

Half Lives

Mickey made a name for himself and married the prom queen in his youth.  Mickey had to step on some people to get where he is today.  Ambition is a beautiful thing in some.  Pure ambition is a beast of a different stripe in us all.

Sand Pipers

Love makes fools of us all.  For Robert Mellic love will make out of him, more than he bargained for in his later days of blue skyed hooky and swelled and pounding heart.

Richmond Is for Lovers

There comes a day when every man must ask himself if there is more to life than what is in front of him.  The answer is sometimes no, but Mule Rawlings is not exempt from the quest for a little long term down time.

Blue Balls

The Cotton Rat Free and unrestricted sprint road race is ten baseball opening days rolled into one and Bluford is exactly the man born to win it all.  He is as natural as they come, but will a knack for the feel of asphalt racing underneath him at better than 200 miles an hour be enough to take the day?