We’re on day 4 with no sun here in Denver and I feel like all my energy has been sucked out of me. The good thing…I’m wearing a sweater in June.  Hate the heat.  It’s supposed to clear up today, and I can see the mountains, so at least no walking beagles in the rain [...]

  “I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.” Edgar Allan Poe I hate to admit I often wonder if I’m losing my mind, which is why this quote jumped out at me. Thanks Mr. Poe!  There is more comfort in insanity.

We wrote short stories at the Wicked Writer’s blog last week. My post was Served Up Short with a Side of Gore. Read the other blogger’s opinions: C. J. Ellison was out this week and Kerri Nelson was her guest blogger in Does Size Matter? Greg Marshall Smith, The Short and Long of It (Sort [...]

A quick thanks to Randall Stone for mentioning The Courier in his blog. Read about a bunch more stories and writers in Fabulous E-Books.

In the tasting room, fallen chairs and spilled wine glasses reflected a hasty exit. No guest would dare re-enter the place after witnessing the pouring of the first varietal. Still, the party had not ended for the uninvited, who once laid contorted and buried beneath the hearty vineyard that covered their mass grave. The uninvited [...]

WHOO HOO!! The Courier has been selected as a FINALIST in the Textnovel Online Fiction Contest. You can still support The Courier by subscribing to the story and voting a thumbs up at http://www.textnovel.com/story_detail.php?story_id=864.

Teased as a child, she sought absolution by marrying God. As a nun, she devoted her life to retribution and spared no tiny knuckle to her ruler. Now, her penance is disdained as life’s last breath leads her to judgment. For her, the rod is eternal punishment in hell.

The Courier has been selected as a semi-finalist in the Textnovel Online Fiction Contest. Support The Courier by voting a thumbs up at http://www.textnovel.com/story_detail.php?story_id=864.

Button the Maltese began the morning ritual of yapping and waking neighbors when he saw Digger the Beagle poke his nose through a small rounded hole in the fence. Digger followed suit, baying back at his neighbor, but unlike most morning, the commotion abruptly stopped a few seconds later. The dogs’ owners didn’t care why [...]

This story was submitted to a writing contest a couple months ago and made it to the top 100 judging, but didn’t place. Everyone has something to hide, but they can’t hide it from me. I see their secrets in a cloud, literally hanging over their heads. I suppose that’s why I became a private [...]