Kept – Narration

The Clog – Narration

Not in the mood to read? Here's an "Audio-Visual" story I'm working on. Images are "placeholders", but the story, voiceover, and effects are mine.

The Dame of Del Ray

With it's massive crumbling and weathered façade, the grand old Del Ray Hotel had managed to retain a captivating and regal quality. Once inside, gilded details glimmered from behind layers of peeling paint, providing a glimpse into the glamorous past of this fading beauty. Precariously positioned on the edge of a cliff, overlooking the vast … Continue reading The Dame of Del Ray →

Kept

Joey had been living his life as a kept man, and a gigolo on the side. It’s not something he planned on. It just sort of happened. Well, it happened the day he met Delores. She was a bawdy customer at the bar where he worked the closing shift. One night, like so many others, … Continue reading Kept →

Samsara Yoga Retreat

Deeply inhaling the briny air, Sylvia extended her tanned sinewy arms towards the ominous skies above. Thunderous waves crashed below, a thick mist of sea spray drifted upward, momentarily obscuring everything in sight. As the air cleared, a small circle of standing figures appeared. They held up long white chiffon scarves, which billowed violently in the … Continue reading Samsara Yoga Retreat →

Velvet Toast

The gold foil tipped cigarette, stained with lipstick, smoldered in an overflowing ashtray. Soft blonde waves of hair cascaded across her face as she softly fell back into the burgundy velour sofa, which swiftly enveloped her small frame. Slender stocking encased legs shimmered in the candle light. One metallic sandal lay discarded on the persian rug, … Continue reading Velvet Toast →

Exit Plan

Living in the moment is a very lovely sentiment. There's a lot to be said for being present. However, it never hurts to plan ahead. A bit of strategic thinking is often a wise idea. Otherwise, it can easily happen that you wind up facing retirement at warp speed, without an exit plan. Visions of … Continue reading Exit Plan →

Dirty Mattress

Christmas 2015. Another holiday season in full swing. This year I found myself alone in LA on a shoestring budget. A recent catastrophic breakup had left me in a bad way, both emotionally & financially. Operating on autopilot, I felt I had hit an all time low. A last minute call to cater a private … Continue reading Dirty Mattress →