Perfection

This is a story about my brother Max, first posted in 2013. A lot has happened between now and then. … Continue reading Perfection

Ghosts In The Attic

In the wee hours of the morning my brother Max came over and crashed at my place. We built a … Continue reading Ghosts In The Attic

Pierce licked his finger then ran it across the cut on his friend’s arm. It was a nasty six inch … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Going Through With It

“This is the deal with bad children. Bad kids are either spoiled and have total control of their adoring parents, … Continue reading Krampus Claus

A large wreath on the front door was made of faded and cracked plastic flowers. You know, those plastic flowers … Continue reading Vintage Halloween (with Vampires and Wolfhounds)

I came downstairs in the wee hours of this morning to find my brother Max making coffee. Being the eldest … Continue reading Trained

Damn. What a night. Fighting demons and their fucking friends. Max rarely even thought of using four letter words but … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Dream a Little Dream…

The dogs were huge. The male weighed 170 pounds. The female was a mere 120 pounds. They padded silently behind … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: A Better Place