I read a lot of books. Always have. That probably has something to do with why I write. But sometimes I get into a slump[…]
Let’s talk about ages for a minute. I’m 30. Not old, but not young either. I’m in-between ages, and that itself is pretty significant when[…]
Y’know, Johnny Mercer was really onto something when he and Harold Arlen wrote that song. The positive is something I’ve kind of let slip over[…]
As all three of you who read my blog know, I lost my father three weeks ago. I don’t know how to deal with that. […]
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring[…]
Week #2! I’m so excited to be here, too. This week I’m sharing a piece from a work-in-progress entitled “Trick or Treat”. Enjoy! THIS WEEK’S[…]
This week we’re continuing with “Crippled Playthings”, my steampunk horror story about people with an overwhelming desire to walk. I warn everyone yet again that[…]
Today we’re off on a new adventure… Six Sentence Sunday. Here’s my very first offering from my first published work, “Haunted”. It’s horror, so fair[…]
Yeah, I suddenly feel the need to torture myself in horrible, horrible ways. I’m just getting back on my feet, really. The last two months[…]
It’s time again for another round of Tuesday Tales. This week’s prompt of “sky” gave me all sorts of ideas, but since we’re trying to[…]