Professor Beej

The original first chapter–now the second–of my novel BIRTHRIGHT.

He carried a blank book and a soft-tipped pen with him wherever he went. When he needed to write, he wrote. Each feeling, each idea, each moderately interesting thought would force him to stop what he was doing, pull out his tools, and write about it.

Telemarketers, thunderstorms, and solid milk. Nothing goes right for Joshua Winters, and it seems like his day just can’t get any worse. Before he goes home and to lock himself away from it all, he decides to visit his favorite bookstore, where the girl of his dream works. And Joshua’s day goes from bad to…? [Romance Short Story]

When a man’s car unexpectedly dies in the road, his attention is drawn to a young girl standing in a nearby field. [Horror Short Story]