OK SO! It’s been 2 1/2 weeks since I’ve written anything and I think that’s enough time to feel rejuvenated. It’s time to make a schedule! Today: Chapter 3 of Caw & Order Tomorrow: My portion of a collab with a good friend Thursday: Start pilot script for Calling Darkness Friday: Finish pilot script, write... Continue Reading →
I was an addict. I denied it for a long time, came up with excuses as to why what I was doing was ok, convinced myself that I wasn't hurting anyone, so it didn't really matter, all the typical justification that are shouted up from the depths of a downward spiral. When Mom noticed, she... Continue Reading →
I hadn't wanted to go out that night. I was tired and grumpy after a long week of work, but Angie convinced me. "A few beers, some dancing, you'll feel all better!" "I really think I'd rather stay home." I told her. "I'm already halfway there, so hang up, get ready, and put a damn... Continue Reading →
(Part Eight) The three of us sat with no small measure of tension in my hotel room. It smelled musty, unused, and everything had a drab-bordering-on-dirty look to it. Janice had perched on the edge of the bed, her bag still clutched like a shield on her lap.The blonde stranger, Sasha, had suggested we go... Continue Reading →
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MY SECOND BOOK IS OFFICIALLY OUT IN EBOOK AND PAPERBACK FORMAT!! It’s been months and months in the making, but my second book is officially out in e-book and paperback format! From Twisted Roots is a horror anthology about the ups and downs of family life. It includes 5 brand new, book exclusive tales &... Continue Reading →
I was eleven and the world was safe. It was four o’clock on a Wednesday in April. I was the only person home, same as most weekdays. And, same as most weekdays, I was leashing up our lhasa apso, Bumble, for his walk. He was big for his breed, although still a small dog, and... Continue Reading →
Sage had always been a very normal kid except for the stories. It wasn't that they were disturbing or horrific; they were just unusual. Sometimes they seemed exactly like the kind of thing you'd expect from a little girl, but other times, I'd have to look at her and wonder how she came up with... Continue Reading →