He Wept.
Original Fiction that Bleeds.Nobody writes like Wallace Heller.
Wallace Heller crafts fiction that resonates where it must and liberates where it can. All the rest is up to you.
What you are about to experience is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, places, themes, or events is purely coincidental.
Angel's Mercy.
For once she had somebody who really loved her.
Cross Traffic.
Longing for clarity, insight, something more than hype and hypocrisy?
Departures.
To celebrate, to condemn, to ask a question, to tell a story.
Encounters.
What we tell ourselves about ourselves. What we tell ourselves about others.
Everything Must Go!.
The clearance sale went on for a month before the shelves were empty and the lights went out for good.
Excerpt from an Interview.
The far side of the fence had a gate so tall it touched the sky.
Eye Candy.
Look there! Click here!
Got Three Minutes?
Here are some amazing examples of how I write.
Got Six Minutes?
Here are more amazing examples of how I write.
Here I Am.
The whole thing is a house of cards that depends on somebody else keeping his promises.
In Pictures.
You are here.
Jump. NEW
This is not about a virus or a vaccine.
Welcome.
Nobody writes like Wallace Heller.
Language of the Illiterate.
That homeboys is a feeling you ain't had before.
"La cuenta, por favor."
Unfinished conversations.
Let's Talk.
Holler or shout.
Merch.
Frankie say what? Frankie goes where?.
My Masquerade.
Maybe you drive down deserted streets before the sun comes up trying to score with a girl who's poor.
Paw-paw.
A little girl sits on a porch holding something precious in her hands.
Premise.
Sure, materialism keeps the economy going, but what does it do to your soul?
Privacy.
What difference does it make?
Prologue / Quickstart
Nobody writes like Wallace Heller. Nobody.
Ready in Minutes.
They went home in a pocket to be set aside, forgotten like dreams and other things you bought.
Teasers.
Ordinary lives. Extraordinary stories.
The Best Freakin' Christmas Ever.
Nothing he had ever tried made the stuff he couldn’t stand about his life go away more than momentarily, before it came back in spades.
The Fat Guy and the Little Boy Who Did Not Forget.
He walks in and sits in the back where nobody will see. He can leave quickly if he has to.
Trato de Novios. NEW
There's only one thing money can't buy. Sincerity.
Waiting for Me.
You think I would have gotten up and walked out when I saw that.
Whaddya Say?
Where the hell is Superman when you need him?
Where Are You Going?
I stopped listening as soon as I saw that I didn't have to.
White Ruffles.
Was it 1987 we celebrated New Year's Eve in the laundromat?