J.C. Towler feels it is silly to write bios in the 3rd person unless one is British Royalty which he is not.
Grampa Don hated houseflies. To hear him talk you’d think there weren’t no flies in Chicago, but we visited once and there were flies a’plenty, I assure you. But when Grampa stayed with us he was forever complaining about flies… Continue Reading
The only thing between me and that saw-toothed bastard is a pair of black Nautica swim shorts. I take a deep breath and lean back into the life jacket. The afternoon sun bakes my face. Legs and arms underwater feel… Continue Reading
Carter McCall never considered himself much of one for company until this Christmas, when the familiarity of a house full of people during the holidays was completely absent. Years past, he would make token appearances at the family gatherings at… Continue Reading
Migisi loved how the wind tickled Kimi’s hair. The ends of her shoulder-length black tresses flicked in an imperceptible breeze. “What are you staring at, silly?” Kimi said. “Kick it!” Migisi dug his toe under the rag ball and kicked… Continue Reading
Stars emerged beyond darkening skies over the Shenandoah forest. Though we’d just arrived at the campsite, Alex and Kevin insisted we build a fire straightaways. Fire assuaged ancient fears of tooth and claw buried in the lizard-brain and their grandfather’s… Continue Reading
George Moss moves like a man twice his age. Hands in his pockets, he plods towards Gravity’s Edge Gifts. The shop sits like an afterthought across the street from Lenox Circle Mall. The exterior walls wear countless coats of sunset… Continue Reading
Everyone knows the four rules of Punch Buggy: • If you start the game, you can’t be the first to quit. • Convertible bugs are worth two punches. • No blocking hits. • When playing with a girl, you don’t… Continue Reading
After five years as an editor at Every Day Fiction, J.C. Towler has stepped down to focus on his writing and make room for the increasing responsibilities of his day job. John started as a slush reader in mid-April of… Continue Reading
Bill Hobinson stomped his feet against the cold, then grabbed a couple of milk pails and headed into the barn. “Good morning, my lovely belles,” he said. One of the cows mooed. He set an old wooden stool beside Sadie… Continue Reading
Play this podcast now: Podcast EDF025 — “The Destiny of Archer Deft” by Douglas Campbell, read by J.C. Towler “The Destiny of Archer Deft” was originally published in EDF on February 16, 2010. Douglas Campbell’s fiction has appeared online and… Continue Reading