All That’s Fair is a Ladies of Horror Fiction award recipient!

I am SO honored to say ALL THAT'S FAIR received the Ladies of Horror Fiction award for best collection AAAAAAA!!!! I am beyond touched and may have cried a little (or like a bitch, whatever). https://www.ladiesofhorrorfiction.com/2021/07/15/lohf-award-for-best-collection-2/

Preorders open for Inheriting Her Ghosts!

π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘ π‘’ π‘–π‘›β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘šπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘  π‘šπ‘’π‘β„Ž π‘Žπ‘  𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑖𝑑. π‘Šπ‘’ π‘€π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’, π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘  β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘ π‘’ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝐼. Preorders for my Victorian gothic novella, INHERITING HER GHOSTS, are available! Get it the moment it drops on July 9 πŸ–€ https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0977PL7BB

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 →

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 →

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