I (attempt to) write stories—some short, some ongoing, all powered by caffeine, stubbornness, and the vague belief that “this one’s the good idea.” I tend to follow characters wherever they decide to go, which is great for creativity and terrible for planning. Outlines? What the hell are those?!
Most of what I write lives somewhere in the space between grounded and a little chaotic—people figuring things out, making questionable choices, and occasionally getting it right by accident. I’m more interested in who someone is than whether they’re doing the “right” thing, which probably explains a lot about how these stories turn out.
This site is where I actually put the work instead of letting it sit half-finished in a folder with names like “final_v3_really_final.” Some of these are connected, some are one-offs, and some will probably grow into something bigger if they behave themselves.
If you’re here, you’re either curious, lost, or related to me—either way, welcome.
For those who want to know:
Originally from Philadelphia, now living in Las Vegas. When I’m not writing I’m probably listening to music or taking up a ridiculous amount of time in a local coffee shop or Starbucks. I love Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Ozzy Osbourne, Madonna, and a lot of other artists. Go Birds.
Danny Lucci, Writer 