I murdered Santa Claus shortly after Thanksgiving. It was not premeditated nor a crime of passion, and without malice aforethought, but done deliberately and with surgical precision, like lancing a boil, or ripping off a bandage. Truth be told, he was on life support anyway, the victim of youthful peer balloon poppers, who maliciously target … Continue reading The Irrepressible St. Nick
Journal Musings
Random thoughts that I contemplate, may be interesting, or not, but they are positioned at the forefront of my mind, for better or for worse.
A Month of Writing Dangerously
On this, the last day of November, I still have a few more words to plug into my Nano novel, but yet, since I have already reached the almighty goal of 50K words, I can declare myself to be a winner of 2012's NanoWriMo competition. This is a goal that I honestly did not think … Continue reading A Month of Writing Dangerously
Greg C. Miller, Author 