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On a cold January morning in 2020, I pulled my car into the only empty parking spot available, which was a quarter of a mile from the front door. My boots crunched upon hard-packed snow as I walked along the path to my dreaded, dead-end factory job. I hated what I was doing. The pay…
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The classical period of ancient Greece lasted for 200 years. During this time there was a grand feeling of transition. Wars were fought and freedom was established, though not without some discourse. Many Greeks that held power were fearful of a democracy that would force them to relinquish it. The elites of Athens, for example,…
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Just like “The Chain”, this one got me all worked up. It takes talent to be able to stir up so much tension in a few hundred pages. This is my go-to niche… Girl in trouble, nasty men chasing after her, girl becomes a bad-ass-bitch and kills everyone. There’s more to it than that, actually…
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How in the world, and I mean this with every ounce of marrow in my bones, have I never heard of Robert McCammon? As with most writers, I am an avid reader. I read with a passion equal to a fly on a rotting carcass. I am up on all the new releases as well…
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Austin, TXHotel EllaMarch 1212:37PM “Ladies and Gentlemen,” the announcement boomed, and a hush fell about the room. “The Senator from the great state of Texas, Elizabeth Holcomb!” An echo of cheers rose from the attendees as the Senator entered the vast hall at the lavish, and historic downtown Austin hotel.When she first ran for a…
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As a writer, I have to set simple goals, or I’ll never get a thing accomplished. The main goal is to simply write each day. No matter what the situation. In the morning before work. At night after work. My days off are filled with writing. Roughly 75% is trash but that’s just fine. It’s…
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From the author of The Blood Red Box, comes a new psychological thriller that won’t just keep you up at night, you might not ever go to sleep again. In Washington DC, the newly elected Governor and his wife have gone missing, with no evidence or witnesses. The secret Service employ retired agent Grayson Sawyer…
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On this very day in 1968, singer/songwriter Johnny Cash walked into Folsom Prison in California and lit the country music world on fire. We’ve all heard the phrase music soothes the savage beast. Well not in this case. Inspired by a 1950s film of the same name, Cash wrote Folsom Prison Blues in 1955 and…
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This title has been spinning around in my head for a number of years. The idea of it is that it holds memories. And now I have come up with the perfect story to surround it. Alex and Alexa are twins. Identical twins. They do everything and share everything together. But when Alexa is taken…
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In 1861 Wilmer McLean was retired from military life. A grocer by trade, living in Virginia with his family, Mclean was perfectly fine with not having to be involved in the war. At 47 years of age, he was far too old to reenlist when the war broke out. A southerner at heart and a…
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What is it about you that I detest so much? Your smell? Much like an offensive version of burnt ketchup and something rubbery. No, that’s not it. Is it your lack of compassion when faced with the burdens of your fellow man? Not quite. Could it possibly be the way you wear your hair, all…
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As I sit here at my corner desk in my cramped room in my small but not-so-modern apartment, writing an essay on South Carolina’s aggression prior to the shots on Fort Sumter while snacking directly from a family sized box of Chicken in a Biskit crackers and drinking flavored water in an attempt to relieve…
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I understand that it has been some time since you last heard from me. School has me laden with this task and that. However, it is always exciting when I dive into a new project. Please stay tuned for the wonderful things to come.
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History has been defined as the study of past events and human affairs. But history itself is so much more. History is flipping through a collection of family photographs with a loved one. It’s the emotion that one feels when they remember those that they have lost. History is remembering; remembering a time when we…
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My name is Willie Gardner and I got a story to tell y’all. Not like one a them book stories, more like news an shit. Maybe I should call that news lady that’s on the TV all the time talkin bout shit that happens in all them other places. Ain’t nothin ever happen here. But…
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Saturday7:AM Elaine Maxwell woke feeling uneasy. Not from the previous week’s nightmare but something else entirely. The empty glass that held her vodka lay on the floor next to her; explaining in full, complete sentences that maybe her uneasiness was a symptom of the drinking. She stood and steadied herself and walked to the kitchen.…
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I walk this beaten path of wood and stone. ‘Tis not a ghost nor creature I am known. Her golden hair and eyes of fire imbue. Time rests upon the castle birds unflown. I share with her the mist of morning gray, Of dark and ceaseless winds of pure dismay. From withered, lifeless skin, the…
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Watertown. Creek County Sheriff’s department, along with local police and volunteers, searched the area of Beggar’s Woods yesterday in hopes of finding 8 year old Toby Maxwell. Young Toby went missing late afternoon on Tuesday of this week. He was last seen in the front yard of 409 Primrose where he lives with his parents…
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Consider please, the choices that we make everyday. Not only the major decisions but the minor as well. You’re walking down the street and you see a delightful pair of shoes in a shop window. You turn and step forward. That decision has altered the universe. Your choice to inspect the shoes rather than move…
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Brian Kelly Irons 