Tristan Palmer
Bio
Hi all. All I am is a humble writer who works a full time job, just to afford to live so I can have time to write. I love science fiction with a passion, but all works and walks of writing are important to me.
Stories (37/0)
An Interview with a 107 Year-Old Cowboy Vampire Detective
It was the middle of June, in 2006, and Hank Jasper almost didn't hear the Little Rock Police chief call his name. He obviously did, but for the first time in a while he had to actually turn his head to look at Jennifer Cole, the forty-three year old woman with blonde hair that she always had in a braid; the one that always hung over her left shoulder.
By Tristan Palmer3 years ago in Horror
James Swithinski: Enabler of Death
With a deep breath, James Swithinski left the wall he had been leaning on. It was dark outside, and James reached up to take his cigarette from his mouth. That was one of the few lights that shone in the alleyway the young man stood in.
By Tristan Palmer3 years ago in Fiction
Legacy of the Sea: Chapter One, part two.
“Bah,” I threw my hand at Martin now and walked away from him some, my boots tapping the metal deck of the Queen’s Hand. Martin motioned at one of my men to lower the boat, and he slowly sank from view. I walked over to stand beside Giles Derrick, and my second officer Drake Anthony.
By Tristan Palmer3 years ago in Humans
Legacy of the Sea: Chapter One, Part One
“That went better than I expected.” “Are you saying you didn’t think I could do it?” turning, I glanced at Martin. “I’m not saying that,” the man said. His weathered face wrinkled as he smirked at me, and his white hair was tugged playfully by the light breeze.
By Tristan Palmer3 years ago in Humans
Mama Honda
I love animals, let's get that straight. Dogs, cats, lizards, every kind man. So, let's talk about how my wife and I found a cat in the engine bay of a car one day. Yes you read that right. It was a wild day, about three to four years ago. We've had cats almost since we've been together, making it six years this year. (insert congratulations here)
By Tristan Palmer3 years ago in Petlife
Picture This: Holy. Freakin'. Crap.
Picture this: Your 26, and just unlocked the front door to your apartment, step son in tow to make it inside the living room before you do. He pulls it off, his backpack being hurled into the couch that's on the other side of the room.
By Tristan Palmer3 years ago in Humans
