Jim Stitzel
Jack-of-All-Trades, Master of WordsExcerpts from Life
Breakfast Delight
I just made myself a most tasty breakfast and had to share it. I've been on a diet for several weeks now (28lbs. lighter!), and I discovered a couple of weeks ago that I can have a couple of eggs for breakfast and only take in 140 calories. This morning, I decided to...
Geocities Goes Dark
Yahoo! flipped the switched today, and their Geocities services found it's final rest today. It's a little nostalgic for me, since I spent my formative web design years with Geocities. My first (admittedly garish) website was built using their services, and I think I...
Welcome to v2.0!
Welcome to my newly designed and relaunched website. I have long felt that it was time for a clean slate, so to speak, and what you see before you is the beginning of that. I'm hoping that this new site will prove to be a launching point for some of my professional...
Fiction
Confession
She is tied to a rack. The ropes at her wrists and ankles dig cruelly into her skin. Her fingers and toes have long since gone numb. She barely notices. This is as it should be. Figures move in the shadows around her, checking her bonds, adjusting her garments,...
Out of Darkness, Unto Destiny
New piece of Destiny fan fiction I wrote last week. This one merits a bit of explanation. I wrote it as a kind of transition piece for my clan, Tied the Leader. The TTL Gunslingers were founded on and modeled a bit after Stephen King's The Dark Tower series. At the...
Creeping Cough
She had a cough. Deep. Wet. Ragged. They called it the creeping cough. Non-communicable to humans. Supposedly. And yet here she had it, and it was taking over her body. Already, fingers of the black fungus were reaching out from the corners of her mouth, which meant...