Stories by Soul Janitor

Outer space is probably full of porn too.

At least cover yourself with your cape, vampire perv.

Just getting this stuff published is an ordeal in itself.

Sage advice. Sage, sage.

As always, way, way, WAY too much information.

An honest homage to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. (Yeah, right.)

Get out your scorecards & set your VCRs.

Should I not use this story as my Princeton entrance essay?

A tale of sexual legendry---plus a zeppelin scene.

Smell of glued bindings sends people over the edge.