Short Story Sunday: Pixie Dust

“You have to sing to them Max.” “I’m not singing to a demon.” “They’re not that different from angels.” “I don’t … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Pixie Dust

Short Story Sunday: Beauty

“I only picked a rose. Just one rose, and now I must be his,” said Papa as he packed his … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Beauty

After years of drought we’ve gone from unreasonable unseasonable amounts of rain and cool weather right into the scorching heat … Continue reading 2019 Summer Reading: Something Unexpected

Saturday is here once more. Due to a busy schedule with wonderful, amazing, lovely old friends, and a busy weekend … Continue reading Saturday (a short story)

This morning I read that several fraternities at Swarthmore College are closing down due to “rape rooms.” College has long … Continue reading Slut

Springtime “A toast to springtime and love,” said Andy lifting his glass. “To love? At least I know unicorns are … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Springtime

Sometimes even Vampires get bored on rainy Sunday afternoons. Andy knew that well, so he invited his friends over to … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Binge Watch

They’d numbered many – the qualities needed to do the job. Passions and desires for secrets and more. So was … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: I’ll Return to You