The Beach House First published in November 2014. A Vampire Story about holidays and our usual weird stuff… My brother Val and I had gone
I’m a little under the weather (even Vampires get under sometimes) so rather than trying to make up something fictional for today, or talk
It was 1932 and my brother Val and I were driving home for the holidays. We decided to drive rather than take the train. It
I couldn’t sleep last night thinking about art. Yesterday I stopped by my brother Val’s office/house downtown. I’ve always loved this large stick style home.
“I feel like a Ghost most of the time.” I listened as my brother Val talked about our family. He is the forth of five
Taking a short cut through a downtown alley wasn’t always like it was in the movies. He’d rarely witnessed crimes, or found dumped bodies among