Two Delicate Threads

Tonight, I went to a concert. The kind of music doesn’t really matter for the purpose of this story, but it’s the kind of music that speaks to my soul. I don’t believe such a thing exists, but that choice of words still works for me. Let me tell you why.

Book Review: Wicker’s Bog

I discovered Wicker’s Bog  by Mike Duran with a bit of digging on Amazon. I needed to find a new book to review, and I was short on time to read it, so this little novella seemed like an ideal dive into independent horror publishing. It’s a short little book, just 64 pages in length, but […]

Two Years of Learning and Loss

This piece is about a remarkable friend and teacher that I knew for one wonderful year from 2015 to 2016. It’s still hard for me to re-read these words, which were written in the immediate grief of his passing. It is published with permission from his wife, who is a wonderful woman and loved him […]

Trying Something Different…With Werewolves

Today’s post is a little bit different. I’m introducing Talking to the Moon, and experimental piece that I’ve been sitting on for a few months. I wrote this short little fable with a goal in mind: create a short backstory for a different spin in werewolves.  I created it for a group project that didn’t […]