Category Archives: Short Stories

Six weeks ago, I became depressed.  Usually, I’ve heard, depression is something that consumes your life, but mine is different, occupying only the hours between my return from work and my bedtime, typically.  I did not know that this was … Continue reading →

Henry LaFleur was convinced that his life was undoubtedly the most boring on earth. He hated his job, had found nothing particularly exciting about the obtuse bovine curves of his middleaged, plump ex-spouse, and was, in general, a wholly uninspired … Continue reading →