My short story collection is coming out soon-hopefully in one to two months on ebook and print versions. Here are some short tidbits for your interest.
The only thing he could see was black––not a color, but the absence of all light. They had lied to him. He remembered all the stories of near-death victims who saw a tunnel with brilliant white light at the end. - "LIGHT"
It was too late. When he completed medical school, any idealism he possessed was now overshadowed by $200,000 in school loans. Not anticipating the socialization of medicine, by the time he ultimately became a cardiac surgeon, he could not cover all of his debts with his salary. A plumber and electrician made more per hour than he did. But that was before he met Leslie. - "MATTEW'S HARVEST"
He looked at the polished black hood and chrome and smiled. Then he noticed a small spot he had missed with his microfiber cloth. He grabbed his Mother's California Gold Clay Bar wax and went back over it again. Finally he stuck his head inside the car and used his fine camelhair brush to dust off the AC vents and cup holders. Satisfied that all was well, he stood back with folded arms and admired the cold steel beauty.- "THE LOVER OF THINGS AND SUPER GIRL"