by Kenneth Clay
After we sobered up, we packed our things and headed in the van. I decided that we would drive until Bessie ran out of gas, and then try to get by. After all, sometimes life has a way of working itself out. The thing that was on our minds the most, was the fact that...
by Kenneth Clay
Thomas woke up approximately five days later, laying face-down on a stained, and rain-soaked mattress. He stretched his arms out and let out a long, exasperated, groan. Thomas slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked around the alley. It must’ve been near a...
by Kenneth Clay
Hey there! This is an excerpt from a novel I’m currently working on. I hope you enjoy it! “I guess it started when I was ten-years-old.” “And?” “My cousin committed suicide.” “And how did that affect your fragile, ten-year-old brain?” “I don’t know....
by Kenneth Clay
We came to learn that the other man in our jail cell was named Johnny. He was in there for the attempted murder of a guy who was stealing his car. Johnny knew that he was gonna get sent to prison, thus he made a deal with us. “They don’t prosecute for...
by Kenneth Clay
Travis and I continued walking down the highway, with the sun in our faces, and sweat dripping down our backs. I still hadn’t told Travis the plan, and I could see that it was getting to him. His muscles were tight, and I can bet that his heart was racing. I...
