The Mountain

Felix wept. Through tears and bare tree branches The Mountain filled his vision, its snowy cap almost radiant in the light of the full moon. The Mountain had no name that Felix knew, but he thought of it as a stern grandfather; ancient, severe and unforgiving. The boy wrapped his wool cloak tight against the … Continue reading The Mountain

The Man With The Case

Sicily 1895 AD Giuseppe lounged in a cushioned chair and sipped wine thoughtfully in the late autumn sun. Servants in white smocks and wide brimmed hats toiled in the vineyard below. Someone, one of his grandchildren no doubt, cranked a subtle aria filtered through the speaker of a Victrola s omewhere in the villa behind him. Giuseppe did … Continue reading The Man With The Case

Unsolicited: Self-Promotion Blues

Hey welcome to Unsolicited, a new monthly addition to Mindful of Madness where I’ll spend a bit of time every month talking about what’s going on in my life and artistic pursuits. I’ll talk about writing and comedy and maybe even photography, always with the cynical, hard-nosed humor I work really hard to keep out … Continue reading Unsolicited: Self-Promotion Blues

Disarmed

I “Calvin Briggs?” The door creaks open and her perfume hits me like a ‘37 Oldsmobile.  Beautiful, but Christ she lays it on thick. “What do you want?” “Are you…?” she asked. “Yeah I’m him.” “I'm looking for something,” she said. “Long as you’ve got cash, you’ve come to the right place.” “Money isn't a … Continue reading Disarmed

Dave Grohl in every band at Festival

MIDDLE OF BUMFUCK, Nowhere – Festivalgoers were shocked this weekend to find Dave Grohl apparently joined every band on the playbill.  The veteran rocker, who is most famous as the drummer of Nirvana and front man of his own band the Foo Fighters, has set a precedent of collaborating with artists from across the rock … Continue reading Dave Grohl in every band at Festival

Give Me Action

I took so many photos that for months after returning from deployment I didn’t know what to do with my hands during social situations if they weren’t rested lightly on my Nikon D300’s battered casing. To this day I’ll occasionally find myself standing right arm uncomfortably akimbo, hand over my lungs as if ready to lift an imaginary camera’s viewfinder to my eye at a moment’s notice.

Updates and Announcements:

Happy Monday everybody! We’re picking up steam here over at mindful of madness and by “we” I mean myself, my long suffering wife, Brittney, who toils through editing my first drafts and of course our intrepid feline ward Zuzu, who generally just gets in the way when I’m trying to type. I want to say … Continue reading Updates and Announcements: