Listen to the first chapter of Inheriting Her Ghosts!

https://soundcloud.com/user-783384483/inheriting-her-ghosts-teaser The incredible Erika Sanderson narrated the first chapter of my upcoming Victorian gothic novella, INHERITING HER GHOSTS, as a teaser of what's to come. Come on, take a seat, and join Eudora Fellowes as she journeys to High Hearth... Cover art by Morrighan Corbel.

Book Review: Anoka by Shane Hawk

A promising collection of short stories that intertwines the real life difficulties and prejudices faced by Native Americans with the supernatural. Author Shane Hawk has a good command of imagery that will draw you in and keep you engaged. My particular favorite was "Dead America". You'll want to wear ear plugs when you go to... Continue Reading →

The Little People

Grandma Eileen came into some money in 1962 after the death of Grandpa Joe. With it, she moved herself and my father far away from the only life they’d ever known in a small village in Ireland to a bustling, U.S. city. There, she made a name for herself as a seamstress, selling her craft... Continue Reading →

What Speaks In Silence

The rumbling settles into silence. If shock hadn’t numbed me, I might’ve screamed. Might’ve called for help. But I lay flat on my back, knocked down by the falling stones, and all I can focus on is trying to figure out if I’m still alive.  Breathing? Check. Heartbeat? Check. Pain? Double check. I start to... Continue Reading →

A Light In The Dark

Christmas seemed to shrink the older I got. First Santa stopped coming and all the gifts under the tree were signed by family members. Then my brother moved out for college a few states away. I followed suit, but closer to home. Then my sister. The first few years, we still all made the trek... Continue Reading →

Good Sleeps

Growing up in a small town meant a lot of regulars. Places, routines, people. The gas station convenience store was a small microcosm of that greater regular. 6 am, Bill Donner stopped in on his way to the slaughterhouse for cigarettes and a package of powdered donuts. 7:15, the bus stop kids huddled around the... Continue Reading →

It Was Only A Game

I have an addictive personality. It can be a problem. Thankfully I manage to channel it in things that aren’t, on their own, terrible for you. In particular, video games. Not the kind you play on your own, but the co-ops and the multiplayers and the MMOs. The social stuff. It’s how I make friends.... Continue Reading →

What Needs Be Done

I saw my mother for an hour and a half each day. Half hour in the morning, when she’d wake me at 5:30 a.m. to get ready for school, and then an hour at night, just long enough to make sure I ate dinner and did my homework. The rest of the time, she was... Continue Reading →

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