A Sad Indie Rock Song Sung By Freaks

I decided, all promotionally, to offer up the entire first Near, Mississippi short story when !Pass launched as the first installment of When Sundays Strike! I'm pretty happy that the story is now accessible to anyone who's interested, especially since maybe only twelve people on Earth have ever read it.

I'm still to this day really impressed with the story, at least as far as what I was trying to do with it. I don't know how much of it came across, but if it does connect, well, I think there's a lot there. I don't want to point every little nuance out, because that's no fun, but, for good or ill, the main gist of the story relies on something in the last page that might be a bit tough to catch on first read. So, go back, read it again, and pay more attention. I wouldn't ask you to if it wasn't worth it.