Short Story Sunday: Boys Will Be Boys

Short Story Sunday: Boys Will Be Boys

  Adam had heard the stories about Luther. When they were kids Luther would go out to the fields behind Grandma’s house and shoot anything that moved. It started with birds and rabbits. Then it moved on to cats. Luther had an almost gleeful vendetta to shoot any cat he was that wasn’t in somebody’s … Continue reading

Sad Vampire: American Gothic

Sad Vampire: American Gothic

Way back towards the first of the year I received the honor of being awarded FIRST PLACE in the 2017 Evil Squirrel’s Nest Contest of Whatever. My entry was the story of a horror adventure told by Vlad, King of the Vampires (yes, cute Vlad from Vampire Diary, click here to see it.) As a … Continue reading

I’m gonna run to you, but maybe later after I take care of some mom stuff

I’m gonna run to you, but maybe later after I take care of some mom stuff

Why do we like songs that nobody understands? Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce Another runner in the night I know you thought it was wrapped up like a douche another rumor in the night. For years (I might have mentioned this one before) I thought Bryan Adams was singing I’m going … Continue reading

Short Story Sunday: Mother’s Day

Short Story Sunday: Mother’s Day

“Dad, tell us the story about mom and grandma again,” said Jeff’s eight year old daughter. “No problem baby,” he said. “Here we go.” “Sleep sweet baby,” Lily whispered then put her hand over the tiny eyelids, and kissed the little forehead and cheeks. Tonight would be the last night in the city, sleeping in abandoned … Continue reading

Vampire Diary: Hot Mess

Vampire Diary: Hot Mess

Dear Diary, Today I walked to the end of the street to pick up my mail. My cats and Jane the coyote pup followed me. A group of teenage girls sat on the front porch of the house nearest the mail box. They waved to me. “Oh my God, Vlad you’re so cute with your … Continue reading

No time to be jealous

No time to be jealous

Do you ever have those days, like when your friend calls and says, “Pick me up. PLEASE.” And it’s a full moon. So you pick him up. And your friend is a Werewolf. And you say, “What if you turn back into a man?” And he says, “You’ve seen me naked.” And I have, a … Continue reading