New Sins and Old Dogs.

by Tj O’Connor   Cancer should be spelled with an F. That’s the way I spell it—F—ing Cancer. Cancer took my girl. Fast. Painfully. Heartlessly. First it took her by surprise. Then it took her leg. Then it took her dignity. Then, it forced me to …...

It’s Time for My New Sins …

by Tj O’Connor Temporary Cover Art My sins are surfacing. They’re on the horizon, inching ever closer, and it’s time I dealt with them head-on. Like many a wild and crazy-guy, my sins come with scores to settle, too. There’s nothing better than a good battle of...

Dying To Kill My Darlings … kill ’em all.

Kill ’em! Kill ’em all! Die my darlings, die! Phew, now that I got that out. Let me explain. William Faulkner—you know, that slouch author—is famed for many things like his 1949 Nobel for Literature and The Sound and the Fury not least among them. He is also noted for...

Dying for Marlton

Oh, to be a real author … No, I haven’t lost my mind (much) or forgotten that I am an author of tiny repute and small fanbase. I’m talking about the real world of being an author vs. what I thought it would be. Some of it surprises and scares me. Other parts of this...