“You have to sing to them Max.” “I’m not singing to a demon.” “They’re not that different from angels.” “I don’t sing to angles either.” “Would

“You have to sing to them Max.” “I’m not singing to a demon.” “They’re not that different from angels.” “I don’t sing to angles either.” “Would
CREEPIES 3: NIGHTMARES ON DEVIANT STREET Writers, Poets, and Deviants (WPaD) have come out with their 11th Short Story Anthology and I AM DOING THE
A Story For Saturday. I’ll be returning next Saturday with a regular or semi-regular features. Today you get a story. Enjoy. Savor. Relax. Ponder. Think.
Tonight Teddy and I went to the Crest Theater (a beautiful 1940’s theater) and saw 85 year old John Mayall bringing the house down with
The temperatures are going to reach into the triple digits today, so I’m thinking about upcoming trips to the coast, the mountains, and other cooler
“I only picked a rose. Just one rose, and now I must be his,” said Papa as he packed his bags. “Wait, why, what? The