Welcome to the Prosery
Where the Hollow exhales between poems and stories.
Not everything fits neatly into rhyme or plot. Some thoughts just drift —
Soft, sincere, half-formed, or a little too sharp for a stanza. This is where those thoughts land.
Scriblet calls them Prosery, though he’s not entirely sure that’s a real word.
He says the Hollow gave it to him in a dream. Or a fog. Or a bowl of mushroom soup.
Either way… you’re welcome to read what wanders in.
🎆 Fourth of July, 1988 🎆
Mitchell plans. Matthew improvises.Together? Chaos every time. Mitchell lined up the fireworks like a field commander preparing for battle. “Nobody touch…
Novel Teaser
This one’s just for you. You likely won’t see it in the final book—but that’s part of what makes it special….
Sneak Peek – Character Profile
Another W.I.P novel teaster – one of the protagonists….
A Whisper from the Hollow: A Novel Begins
Not all stories come bounding in with brass horns and bursting banners. Some arrive quietly, like dusk through a crack…