My Weekly Read

Reading this as research for my in progress dark fantasy based in a city eerily similar to Louisville, KY. I highly recommend this book if you’re looking for a marriage of architecture love, historical tidbits and ghosts stories told in that familiar voice we used when relating the odd and inexplicable to each other over…

My website…

where flash fiction based upon WeirdBook Facebook posts goes to die. Or was it Weird Tales? I can never keep them apart. My child never came home. I remember the last day I saw her. I remember the shirt she wore. I remember struggling it over her shoulders. I remember the debate, pink pony, purple…

Congratulations!

You’re halfway through the week! Give yourself a good ol’ accordion sniff!    

The World Ends in Spring

The world ends in spring. Doors open and let the air out. It’s a traumatic thing. In April the world ceases to be There’s no room for doubt. Every year it happens to me. The world ends in spring, That’s what comes about The end of everything. In May Death will play, A melody of…

Working at the CTR

She waited in their car for her husband to come out of the Clinical Translational Research building. The car had been her responsibility until three days ago when her last paycheck from the TV station ran out, making Dave the one paying the automobile bill. All the bills, in fact. She watched a group of…

Ray Bradbury and the Country Boy

Souls must grow warm before they grow great Before they may speak They need a fire to huddle against Flamelight to flicker inside their eyes Looking up into yours With promise of something wild Something imbued with duende Words you don’t recognize Listen While father speaks the ghost These things between your warming palms are…

This Clarinet is totally metal…

What’s better than a metal clarinet? Not a lot of things. And bonus! It plays! Now I’m glad we met, Metal Clarinet. The pads I’ll replace, and the tension springs, (They’re quite old, I’m told.) If I revive you, and love you like a Real Riabouchinsks. We’ll march out and play the old fashioned way…

They say…

A picture is worth a thousand words. Unfortunately, in my case it’s more like a million. Here’s your picture of the day. Don’t take it in all at once, it might have to last you all week.