Ryan E. Felton

  • The Humble Derby

    The Humble Derby Ryan Everett Felton           Tammy Reuben’s cowboy hat was too big for her head, but to her mind this had a slimming effect and so she kept it on – although it impeded her vision while exploring the fairgrounds. Half-blinded, she bumped into a dozen folks on her way to the event…

  • Cruisin’

    Cruisin’ Ryan Everett Felton           He walks onto the balcony, sandals secure around his ankles, and surveys the endless vista of ocean for just a second before thrusting the bucket in his hands to empty its putrid contents into the water.

  • Back, Back, Back

    Back, Back, Back Ryan Everett Felton             The Professor was a lunatic, and I knew I wouldn’t feel bad about killing him even a little.             My mind made up, I turned the keys in the ignition of his souped-up piece of shit Gremlin. I ran a finger over the control…

  • Proper Planning and Trepidation

    Proper Planning and Trepidation Ryan Everett Felton Imogene tore a check off an untouched pad and jotted down the name of the clubhouse in the payee line. She would drop off the security deposit tomorrow, but tonight was set aside for preparing the guest list. The party was two weeks away, to the day –…

  • Detective Rex

    Last Christmas, I wrote this story for Noah. I guess the rights have lapsed by now so I think I’ll share it with the Interwebs at last.