The Second Impulse

Better mad with the rest of the world than wise alone.

The Orchard is Filled with Apples Worm-Ridden and Not

Sean | February 28, 2010

AUTHOR NOTE: I was rummaging through my closets and I came upon a stack of notebooks filled with random writing. I remember writing the piece I am presenting here in reaction to the a few things. First, I would get upset when I see a movie or read a book that could have [...]

Five Conversation Starters to Ruin Thanksgiving

Sean | November 23, 2009

You have your entire family around the dinner table, settling in for the All American activity of chowing down and gorging when all of the sudden your mother-in-law or crazy brother pipes in with a conversational remark that sets off a firestorm that makes THIS Thanksgiving the one everyone calls the Thanksgiving of Pain.  Here [...]

The Old Woods

Sean | August 22, 2009

The smoke from the forest fires made beautiful sunsets.  Wes marveled at the intense oranges and reds as he reached into his small sweaty Coleman cooler and pulled out an Olympia beer and popped the tab.  He shifted in the beat up lawnchair, held together with a judicious application of duct tape. The pain in [...]

The Cowboys on Dinosaurs

Sean | May 13, 2009

Sheriff Buck Houston kicked a burnt and charred piece of wood, the remains of a small campfire, from a ring of stones with his booted foot.  He knelt down next to the ring of stones and picked up a small piece of cloth, the edges burnt away by the fire.   The centrosaurs tethered to the [...]

The Third Diaspora

Sean | January 27, 2009

The concept behind this short piece of fiction started when a friend wrote a short piece of fiction about a guy who was working at a particle collider and dealing with all sorts of bizarreness.  It was inspirational and I wanted to piece together an anthology of similar stories… common people in crazy circumstances.  Even [...]

The Scott Dialogues: Aesthetics Part I – Is Art Beautiful?

Sean | January 24, 2009

Originally published Wednesday, August 18, 2004
The following is a transcript of a conversation recorded October 8, 2002 at a diner on Clark Street in Chicago. The person who made the recording prefers to remain nameless as his or her actions may actually be deemed criminal. What you are about to read is in fact one [...]

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