Were the asparagus spears too menacing for the deputies? Did they think he had some kind of potent vegetable weapon, cocked and ready to spit deadly asparagus juice?
Author: Terry Nichols
Where Was I at Age 23?
I couldn’t go back home. Living with parents was not appealing. I heard a whisper: go west, Terry, go west.
Facing My Fears
I needed to learn how to safely command the killer table saw, and I needed that soon–before I lost my resolve.
The Ash Tree of My Childhood
They never knew I was there, hidden in the branches of the ash tree, wondering what it would be like to scamper like a squirrel or crawl like a beetle.
Odd People in 12-Word Stories
A Twist of Tats
Dragon crawls off Tattoo Lady. Freedom! Tattoo Lady stares from dragon skin.
My Debut Novel, The Dreaded Cliff
Everyone can relate to family, home, friends, and wanting to be part of something bigger. And losing your way and finding that wise inner voice that guides you.
How I was Independent Back Then
“I’d like to imagine a buzzer traveling the top of a guy’s head, creating a nice clean flat place where someone could serve tea.”
Terry Nichols 