"Acetylcholine neurons fire high voltage impulses into the forebrain. The impulses become pictures, the pictures become dreams. But no one knows why we choose these particular pictures."

- Special Agent Dale Cooper

AN AXE +2 GRIND

BEINGS OF AZZA-JONO

THE DARK SIDE OF THE LIGHT

FLASHES

GAUCHO

HOGWASH!

INCORPOREAL

MONTEREY

THE WEIGHT OF WORDS

The Secret of Secrets:

EVERYTHING FAILS: A SCIENCE FICTIONAL MEMOIR

THESE ARE THE THINGS I KNOW

THE GRAND STORY OF NOT

THE THIEVES OF ALL THAT YOU ARE

WE CAN NEVER GO BACK

LOVE IS WHAT YOU HAVE

BE A DARK HORSE!

THE STARS CALL US HOME

T VAN SANTANA & THE BLACK BOOK OF FEAR

UNTITLED

A GALAXY OF SUBMISSION

T VAN SANTANA & THE CODEX OF COHERENCE

SOMA

THE LILAC JUNE

As editor

TALES FROM AZZA-JONO

TVS NANOFICTION ANNUAL 1

A dream wherein I am able to walk around as myself without fear. It has somehow been unlocked, and I tell this to Lila. We're house-sitting or staying with someone. A woman there, in her forties, asks me without prompting what pronouns I use. It takes me by surprise, and I ask to make sure I heard her correctly. She seems self-conscious and also like she's just waking up, so she dismisses it, but I go back to it, and she repeats it. We talk pronouns for a bit, then I go.

There's another segment where Lila has put Clara up for raffle. The couple who won her pays me blue book for her. I'm sad to be selling her, but glad she's going to be fixed up, since I've been having trouble maintaining her. The governor (of some fictional dream state) wants to install a gun rack. I ask what say he has in it, and apparently he's going to take her on an inaugural tour. I don't like that, but have no say anymore, since she's the couple's now. Angie and I talk transportation, and I consider getting a motorcycle or scooter.