A Haunting Cohabitation

It’s a truly peaceful night; a light rain patters on my roof and everything, for once, is completely under control. Then the door to the basement rattles.

The Youngest Son Of Bébinn

While Maryann had frequently wondered about her husband’s oddities, until that night she’d never imagined…

Redivivus Writing Meets

Because you shouldn’t let a small fact like being dead stop you from chasing authorial dreams.

A Suitably Harsh Group Review

Dust rose in two clouds along the southeast road, billowing from the angry mob waving farming tools while a smaller arrowhead cloud marked the two swindlers fleeing before them.

The Storied History Of Boocord University

Boocord is an odd place, even by the standards of quaint little university towns. Why would anyone live HERE? Let me explain about the dragon…