Tag Archives: Maurice Broaddus

SHORT FICTION: Just an Old Man

by Maurice Broaddus

Just another face in the crowd. Just an old man on a bench.

INTERVIEW: Wrath James White & Maurice Broaddus

by Jodi Lee

An interview with the authors of Orgy of Souls

Interview: Maurice Broaddus

So much of the “business” of writing involves things like marketing and image and it’s great when those things line up with who I already am. I don’t fear things, I use them to my advantage. I’m all about playing the hand I’m dealt. Sure, it can be a little disconcerting to have publisher rush up to meet you at a writers convention … to ask you questions about faith. So sometimes it’s a matter of being flexible about what hat I’m wearing at the time.

Short Fiction: In the Shadows of Meido

by Maurice Broaddus

History recorded that in the year 1703, in the town of Kodaiji, Japan, Tojiro Okami–commander of the Otoyo han guard–slaughtered the han heir, in a heinous act of treason. What do you want me to tell you about Tojiro Okami? Well, he was damn stubborn. A man destined to have many songs written about his deeds, to have pretty girls swoon at tales spun by those who claimed to have known him, not to have his name whispered by mothers to scare their children to bed. I don’t remember how I came into his acquaintance, I don’t remember a lot from those days. Many men dismissed me as a fool drunk; it helped them sleep better at night. I was many things: overindulgent eater, occasional gambler, priest, but I was not fool drunk. I was a damn fine drunk. That dry coarse itch at the back of my mind still haunts me, especially when I recall the events that led to Tojiro’s tragic downfall.