Coming Soon!Read more: Coming Soon!
J. Brandon Lowry’s first full-length novel is available for pre-orders June 20, 2023. Sophie Farrier – a bright and imaginative teen girl – was born with rotten luck. Misfortune has placed her in Seaside, a dull and dreary village with dull and dreary people. It is a place where creativity is frowned upon, outsiders are…
The Big DebutRead more: The Big Debut
“I can’t believe I’m going through with this.” Ben had gone to his first drag show back in college. It was eye opening. He wasn’t attracted to the performers in a sexual way; rather, he was in awe of the performers’ unfaltering confidence. It was, in it’s own way, incredibly macho.
A Murderous ScentRead more: A Murderous Scent
She leans in, her plump red lips pursed provocatively, and that’s when I smell it. Midnight Rose. I’m looking deep into those emerald eyes, those hungry lioness eyes, and I know who I’m looking at. READ MORE…
It Ain’t the Kind of Job You AdvertiseRead more: It Ain’t the Kind of Job You Advertise
I need the interior painted, he says, but he’s only showing me the exterior. He swipes again, and now I’m looking at something out of a goddamn horror movie… For some things, it’s hard to remember how you got started. This ain’t like that. READ MORE
No Hook Can Catch TimeRead more: No Hook Can Catch Time
“This, Miss Macy, is a rainbow trout. They live in the rivers around here. These are the ones we’re gonna catch tomorrow. Hopefully,” he added, winking. “That’s the thing about fishin’; just ’cause you go out meanin’ to catch a fish don’t mean you will.” – READ MORE
Of Easter and Rabbits and Chocolate EggsRead more: Of Easter and Rabbits and Chocolate Eggs
It was all just so perfect, really something to see/ Mama knew that this party was fit for TV/ “They won’t say a thing, they mustn’t, they daren’t!/ Now everyone will know I’m a really GOOD PARENT!”
It Didn’t Have to Be This Way, TedRead more: It Didn’t Have to Be This Way, Ted
“It wasn’t supposed to be like this,” thought Ted, sulking. The world had finally ended, just like he had always known it would, and he was stuck with the only three people on Earth incapable of taking it seriously.
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A poem of sorts.
Light As A FeatherRead more: Light As A Feather
There was no sensation of motion; the coffin simply got smaller and smaller. This isn’t right, Henry thought. I’m supposed to be going into the light, not away from it…