Short Story Sunday: Fall Garden

Short Story Sunday: Fall Garden

I’m at Sacramento 2018 WordCamp this weekend. In fact I’m speaking today. But fall is in the air so is post-summer, pre-winter gardening. The following was first posted here a year ago. Hope this gets you into the festive falling leaves, pumpkin spice, and falling acorns kind of mood. I’ll see you next Sunday with … Continue reading

Weirder Tales

Weirder Tales

Coming later this month from WPaD (Writers, Poets, and Deviants) Weirder Tales – an Omnibus of Odd Ditties. Featuring weird tales from: Benedict, Cooley, Daniels, Fletcher, Garcia, Guettler, Haberfelner, Hunter, Kemp, Kings, Lamb, Merline, Nocera, Roland, Todd, Turley, and White. There is still time to get your own coveted Strange Adventures in a Deviant Universe poster … Continue reading

Burning Question #28: Apple Pie

Burning Question #28: Apple Pie

Pie! There are all sorts of pies. Everybody has a favorite. This is the time of year when the new crops of apples are being harvested. So APPLE PIE is the subject of today’s feel good, non-offensive BURNING QUESTION. There are some who say, “Actually, apple pie isn’t American.” Shut your pie hole. Nothing is … Continue reading

Strange Strangers on a Full Moon Night

Strange Strangers on a Full Moon Night

This afternoon I was thinking about Werewolves for some unknown reason. Maybe it was the coyotes behind my house. Maybe it was just my own big dog following me around. I couldn’t get Vlad to get off of his cute Vampire ass and finish his blog post so I’m reposting this mysterious story from my … Continue reading

Taking Care of Our Elders

Taking Care of Our Elders

We’re drove out to the old farmhouse where Tellias and Eleora live. About twice a month Teddy (my husband) and I pack the kids into the car and check up on them. They’re ancients. Nobody really knows how old they are. They are fragile and need help. They don’t have a family. It is just the … Continue reading

Trained

Trained

I came downstairs in the wee hours of this morning to find my brother Max making coffee. Being the eldest of my four brothers, and my husband’s best friend since childhood Max frequently crashes at my house when he’s in town. “Watching Queer Eye?” I asked. Max usually wears all black being the brooding alpha … Continue reading