Category: fiction

Short and Sweet, or not….

Villain you bleak soul Running wild with scissors sharp Shredding hearts like air….. I have done it now Allowing you inside this tale We might…

“Your cousin Shelton called from Chicago the other day.” “Oh really, so how is he?” “He’s still playing at being a lawyer,” said Aunt Martha.…

The day started out dark with the clouds twisting viciously in the sky. Rain fell and stopped. Fell and stopped. It was a black day,…

The telephone rang in an uptown office of glass and mirror. The day promised to be a steel, gray one like the buildings it enveloped.…

I was headed out once and for all – gonna get away from Bob, my bipolar mistake. My plan was to head to Ashborough, another…

A character that you might love to hate from my newest endeavor : Lorraine Genoche was a Whispering Falls transplant. At first, she hated the…