Meanwhile back in the 90s, I must’ve fallen asleep with the Twilight Zone airing: Monday morning and the bus heads toward downtown to my job.…
It’s winter, but I hate it, and since I’ve been digging in the writing folder, I decided to revisit this essay from way back in…
WHRRRRR! Oh boy….it’s the drill, and there is nothing quite like having your mouth full of gravel. I feel the cold spray of the water…
Such a wonderful day. The alarm at my bedside fires off with a blare. I feel as enthusiastic and energetic as I always do at…
There is still time to read (and vote if you like) for short story/poems in the current issue of the Texas Writers Journal. My story…
It’s a time of the year that I love, but what I hate is that time is zooming by at the speed of light,…
There’s just something about a fall high school football night in Texas, or the south in general. It’s hard to explain to others who are…
Murder By the Lake
Published by broussardlana on October 4, 2014In the summer of 1982, the city of Waco was confronted with the most vicious, horrific crime it had ever seen: three teenagers were savagely…