One of the 'shorts' I started (side note, this one made Hubbin give me the side eye): I get my best ideas from scary movies; it's sad that I cannot come up with ways to kill people on my own. I'm simply not that creative, a fact that my high school art teacher, Mrs. Kelsey... Continue Reading →
St. Paddy’s Day Short Story (in the works)
Today is St. Patrick’s Day and the bar is hopping; Veronica’s stomach is growling as she surreptitiously surveys the crowd. Most everyone is sporting some shade of green, many claiming to be of Irish descent. One grizzled drunk in the far corner is peering at her as if gathering the vestiges of his courage to... Continue Reading →
Miss Bubble and the Red Day (Another Short Story)
When I started second grade at my new school, my favorite teacher was Miss Bubble, and I quickly discovered that she was every other second grade student’s favorite as well. Her last name was not actually ‘Bubble’; her full name was so long and hard to pronounce that we all called her that. The name... Continue Reading →
Nothing Ever Happens Here (A Short Story)
(One for the littles) “Nothing ever happens here!” Ali and her twin brother Alex complained in unison. They came in and flopped down on the floor next to their mother’s rocking chair in the living room and gave a loud sigh. It was the second week of summer break, and they were already bored with... Continue Reading →
