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Psychic Noir

NO ONE DREAMS IN COLOR: Man Vanishes Without a Trace. This, the dramatic headline which stirs Andrew DiBenedetto’s curiosity, and initiates a life-changing course. The vanished man is Paul Kirby, whose nine-minute film, Wendigo—the only film Kirby ever made—was one … Continue reading →

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No One Dreams In Color

Completed draft of my sixth novel: No One Dreams in Color.

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Brooklyn State of Mind

For anyone interested in tuning into my 11/12 reading of No Man’s Brooklyn for the SOMOS Literary Salon, below is the link to a recorded version of the event. No Man’s Brooklyn NO MAN’S BROOKLYN: From the valentine boneyards of … Continue reading →

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Live Reading: No Man’s Brooklyn

In conjunction with National Prose Month (November), and as part of the SOMOS Reading Series, I will be reading from my novel, No Man’s Brooklyn, via Zoom. Q & A to follow the reading. Friday, November 12th @ 5:30pm (MT). … Continue reading →

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Directions Home

Excerpt from No One Dreams in Color, a novel-in-progress. Bob Dylan, Carl Jung and Leonard Cohen walk into a bar in heaven… Dylan was dressed like a tramp clown, wearing a battered calico vest, baggy trousers, and a dusty bowler. … Continue reading →

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No Man’s Brooklyn

I am happy to announce that my fourth novel, No Man’s Brooklyn, has officially been released. Books can be ordered through Amazon  or other online booksellers. For those who wish to order a copy directly from me, I will have … Continue reading →

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Recursively Yours

Anya, a ghost from my past life who had been more alive in my heart than perhaps anyone else.Anya, who in varied incarnations I had loved and killed off in many different ways in different stories. Yet I always resurrected … Continue reading →

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Rainy Night

Something in me couldn’t bear the prospect of sitting next to Anya on the train, of us talking. I didn’t want there to be any words between us. Ours had become a ghost story and I wanted silence to fulfill … Continue reading →

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Company

It is scary once you realize that the past can be changed, and that the future is fixed, a rigged absolute. Knowing that changes everything. And what about the present? For some the present is intolerable cruelty, unimpeachable company. For … Continue reading →

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Boneyard

I tell myself stories in the dark, Anya. Whether or not they help is either of primary consequence or none at all. Sometimes you have to walk through the boneyard in order to reach the garden. This is what I … Continue reading →

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