Short Story Sunday: My Own Vampire (A Christmas Story)
No amount of coffee could help Austin Durant out of his funk. Everyone knew Austin as a history professor and … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: My Own Vampire (A Christmas Story)
No amount of coffee could help Austin Durant out of his funk. Everyone knew Austin as a history professor and … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: My Own Vampire (A Christmas Story)
Motorhome Austin grew up knowing that Grammy didn’t have many filters. She’d say anything she wanted to anyone. Austin’s mother … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Motorhome
“You don’t have to wear that mask Charlie. I’m not sick.” “Mom, there is a pandemic going on. I don’t … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Chicken Dance
“Now take that Gerald Atkins. He was the worst Vampire Hunter I’d ever seen. He could spot them but that … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Gerald Atkins Vampire Hunter
I was looking through my dusty archives to find something interesting to re-post, re-blog, re-purpose, or you know, not … Continue reading Just thinking about stuff, but not really, and a funny story about a Vampire Hunter.
Motorhome An Austin and Elizabeth Story Austin grew up knowing that Grammy didn’t have many filters. She’d say anything she … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Motorhome
“Now take that Gerald Atkins. He was the worst Vampire Hunter I’d ever seen. He could spot them but that … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Gerald Atkins, Vampire Hunter.