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
“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
“Oh come on, it will be fun. You know the only time you’re truly relaxed and in your element is … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Book Fair
I watch my husband Teddy move about the room and think he could be right off of the cover of … Continue reading Romance Under an October Moon
I’m a little under the weather (even Vampires get under sometimes) so rather than trying to make up something fictional … Continue reading A Drive With Marilyn
Ring of Fire, and The Circle of Love First posted here in 2019 I sat listening to my brothers, two of … Continue reading Ring of Fire, and The Circle of Love
From June 2013 Dear Aaron, I no longer wish to be a Vampire. Please be a dear and do some … Continue reading Letters to my brother…or don’t be sorry that your family isn’t “normal”
I’m honored to share a poem from my friend, Northern California writer Richard Turton. The Eagle Cried The … Continue reading The Eagle Cried
“She was weird.” That is what my brother Val told me when I asked him about a woman he’d met … Continue reading Bad Dates and A Bit of Advice From My Brother Val (For Vampires and Other People)