The Captain’s House

The last straw was that plant. That little fucking plant. I don't remember what it was, only that it was supposed to be hard to kill, even for me. She'd said it in a joking way when she gave it to me, and I knew, logically, she didn't mean anything by it. Not really. But... Continue Reading →

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 →

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