See these bad boys all lined up in a row? They're advance paperback copies of my latest novella, Journey's End , which will be ava...

At least the sex was good. Right? Right? As I stumble out into the rain and orient myself, I repeat the question again and again. Not will...

Detroit, 1998 The so-called screen of the bathhouse movie room is nothing more than a sheet of white canvas hanging from ceiling hooks. Thr...

Williamsburg, Virginia: 1981 I see the man’s eyes light up from the park’s far end, as my feet kick up whorls of dust from runnels of wheat...