Going Away

            Ben had these little soaps I’d pick up and smell in his bathroom. They were like little seashells. Looked like white chocolate, smelled like I don’t know. Flowers or something. I’d always take one into my hand when I was peeing and think about taking a bite out of it. The night of Ben’sContinue reading “Going Away”

Now Available: The Man Who Ran for God

My novel, The Man Who Ran for God, is now available for purchase. This story was born here on this blog, posted in first-draft increments for the better part of 2017. Now it’s been edited, rewritten, and improved in a published form. Enjoy—and remember, Amazon reviews are always helpful and always appreciated! —R

The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 13)

IV. My Mouth Will Tell of Your Righteous Acts THE GOD WE DESERVE IS JUST A MAN by Mary Jetson When I ask Gideon Dodd, 42, why he wants to be God, his eyes glaze over in that way many would assume means he’s staring straight through them, cooking up some diplomatic, sound bite-ready answer.Continue reading “The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 13)”

The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 12)

SELAH: IV It’s been three weeks since the debate at Radio City Music Hall. And tonight, Benjamin Dunwoodie hugs a beach pail with his thighs and dry heaves into it. Only a thimbleful of bile plops out into the bucket. There isn’t much left in him; he hasn’t been the same since Tanzania. “I amContinue reading “The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 12)”