In 2024 – because I am an obsessive madman who can’t rest even to celebrate restfulness – I designed and printed a series of trading cards. Series 0 consisted of twelve cards of various rarities passed out at the party marking the end of ten years of daily short stories.

Some of the stories from those cards are on this website. Some are easy to find (especially if you have the URL printed on the card). Some you might find by accident or dumb luck. But you won’t find any links here.

Why am I still writing? Not everything has to add up to three hundred sixty-five words exactly. I can just let go.

Or can I?