Jack Byrne often wondered what a kiss was supposed to feel like. He had been many things during his preternatural existence—men, women, a...

Jeremy Larson’s first thought when the elevator ground to a halt between floors at eleven o’clock at night was shit, followed by I wonder...

Something equal parts amusing and annoying happened to me (and no, it’s not the hit-and-run fender-bender). This is Stitches related (but...

So I had an interesting encounter here on Ye Olde Internet today, and as usual, I decided to share it with all of you. For those of you w...

Hey guys! I know it’s been a minute since my last blog post, but between school, STITCHES-related stuff (Things are Happening and I’ll le...

Fun fact about me: I can’t write without music. That’s right! Someone with zero musical talent whatsoever (except for scream-singing alon...