fiction
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Who is Gina Watson?
Gina Watson is the biggest link between my debut novel I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me and its spinoff book Walden and Hyde (and Other Short Stories) released a year ago. In I Killed My Friends, Gina’s arrival at main character Herbert Novelli’s apartment set the story of the novel in motion. Accompanied… Continue reading
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Breasts, Pubic Hair, Chains, Dog, and the Lack of Underwear (“I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me” Chapter 24)
Fragments of some of our life’s firsts remain in our memory, like a pesky piece of gum on a shoe, like a C-section scar on a tummy. My first crush. My first wank. My first kiss. My first porno. My first fuck. My first kill. Her name was Nadya, and she was cute. I’d stare… Continue reading
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Happy 3rd Birthday “I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me”
Today is the 3rd year anniversary of my debut novel I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me. Read some of the free chapters of the book here. As a post-celebration, I’ll be putting up another free chapter tomorrow. Continue reading
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The Morning After Vodka
“It’s scary to feel so much in so little time. I haven’t found my grip for one and another comes in already. Nobody wants to explain and elaborate. They just want to throw what they don’t like away and remain happy. There’s nothing wrong with being happy but I can’t be happy all the time.… Continue reading
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Bismuth and Blackout (“I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me” Chapter 8)
Did my heart still pulsate every time any of our friends uttered Gina’s name? Did her voice ever echo in my mind in the middle of any past night? Did her face ever appear on any stranger in Cinnabar? Would I be willing to walk each of the hundred streets in the city to follow… Continue reading
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He is Elusive
“He is elusive,” she said. “He’s full of chivalry and knew what lay ahead. But then he lost his grace, we’re entwined in his bed.” Continue reading
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A Five-Sentence Life Story
Groom forgot its existence, his mind occupied with the wedding. Father gave it away to his young and impressionable son. Continue reading
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Lost Christmas (a “Dead Republic” Story)
An explosion 50 kilometers away jolted Kiko awake. The windowless walls of his room didn’t give him a view of the destruction outside. It didn’t matter. Kiko had seen the aftermath of a Kraken unleashing its power too many times. 06:59. He glanced at the metal wall clock near the door before grabbing his black… Continue reading
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Novel #2 Title and Protocover Reveal
My good folks, I am happy to reveal the title and protocover of my second novel coming to you next year. I present to you… Continue reading
Xeno Hemlock 