I’ve lost a friend, and now I’m stuck on Memory Lane. I’ve lived here for seven years now. Or at least, it feels like seven years. Time doesn’t always work on Memory Lane, and it’s pretty lonely here, so I have no one to ask for it. I don’t like it here. I want you to know that. Desperately … Continue reading One

Chapter 1

The short story game is heating up. gives me a space to post travel logs and other less fictional writing, but hopefully here on AmericanFables I'll be able crank out the chapters in a more ordered and timely fashion.