My Stories
My Book: In a forgotten cul-de-sac on the outskirts of rural Georgia, Merle “M.T.” Thomason listens. Through her vintage Emerson radio, she intercepts the whispers of her neighbors—their secrets, their lies, their lives.
Across the street, a seemingly perfect family hides fractures beneath their polished facade. Next door, a volatile woman and her hyperactive son teeter on the edge of chaos.
As Merle becomes increasingly consumed by the voices she hears, her grip on reality begins to slip. The lines between observer and participant blur, and the neighborhood’s veneer of normalcy starts to crack.
Closer. Sharper. Stranger. is a darkly comic exploration of the dangers of voyeurism, the allure of control, and the unsettling truths that lie just beneath the surface.
Ghost Story (Final Edition)
10/2003 | I live in an old music town with a long memory—Wars, Depression, juke joints, ghosts, all layered into the brick.
One night in 2001, I stayed late at the office with a coworker, pushing through a deadline. The building had history, but that night, it felt alive.
Things got weird, fast. What happened over the next few minutes still rattles in my head all these years later. I don’t tell this story often, and when I do, I still don’t expect anyone to believe it. But every word of it is true.
This isn’t about proving anything. It’s just what happened. And once it happened, nothing in that building ever felt quite the same again.
Three Days. Thirteen States. Zero Underwear.
10/03 | It started with a beer-fueled idea and a full tank of gas. No plans, no bags—just two guys, a beat-up RX-7, and a long weekend ahead.
What began as a spontaneous escape from the grind became a nonstop, state-hopping, sense-blurring blur of highways, music, and questionable decisions.
Somewhere between the Gulf and the Great Lakes, between sunrise and exhaustion, the lines between adventure and insanity started to blur. This isn’t a guidebook.
It’s a memory stitched together with cracked asphalt, gas station coffee, and the kind of freedom that only shows up when you’re too tired to chase it.
No. Ping.
11/03 | What should’ve been a quick, forgettable shopping trip turns into something else entirely.
Set in small southern town, No. Ping. is a true and painfully funny story about pride, awkward timing, and the quiet panic of being seen a little too clearly.
Sometimes, even with the best intentions and your head down, the universe just won’t let you slip by unnoticed.
T to the J to the MAXX Caper
1/04 | Some moments change you. Others just chase you into a hallway behind a discount retailer on a Georgia summer afternoon.
T to the J to the MAXX Caper is a tale of humidity, humility, and the fine line between keeping your dignity and losing it entirely.
Set in the everyday chaos of family errands and church clothes, this story offers a painfully funny reflection on timing, desperation, and the strange places we sometimes pray for grace.
It’s personal, uncomfortable, and completely unforgettable—told with honesty, restraint (sort of), and just enough distance to laugh about it [finally!].
A Fish Story
What begins as a dream escape to the Virgin Islands quickly becomes a blur of sunburn, trade winds, and questionable decision-making.
A Fish Story is a true tale of adventure, disorientation, and the stubborn kind of joy that kicks in when you’ve spent too much to turn back.
Set in a hillside tent overlooking turquoise water, this is a story about curiosity, consequence, and the quiet thrill of pushing beyond your comfort zone.
Told with warmth, wit, and a perfectly worn-in sense of hindsight, it’s a postcard from paradise—creased, sun-faded, and still unforgettable.