Short Story Sunday: The Artist

Daisy became weary of the “family.” First of all they weren’t her family. Her family had been a father who … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: The Artist

Short Story Sunday: For Sale

The Real Estate agent had left. The house was in great shape for a 95 year old structure. The decorating … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: For Sale

Constantine Jones sat on the bottom of the museum steps wondering what just happened. Earlier that evening he’d put on … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Night Dogs

In honor of last night’s full moon… A Werewolf’s Train To Nowhere Right after I’d graduated from college (the first time) … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: A Werewolf’s Train to Nowhere

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

Austin stood outside under the stars, away from the motorhomes, tent trailers, and tents. He’d gone out to pee but … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Under the Stars