Don’t let his stories fool you, Charlie doesn’t really do heroin. He does get high on swimming laps, reading Virginia Woolf, and never wearing shorts. He comes from Boston, Ireland, and more recently, Ocean Beach. After failing spectacularly at music, bussing tables, fishing, and cashiering, writing has become his last chance.
His work has appeared in: Shoots and Vines, Troubadour 21, Gloom Cupboard, Writers bloc (Rutgers), a Year in Ink III (writers ink anthology,) ROOTS, Steez, the Survivor’s Review.
Check him out at, charliedaly.wordpress.com