Selling My Babies. Where’s the Joy?
It’s never the full-blown joy I expect when a short story is accepted for publication. Even when the acceptance letter …
It’s never the full-blown joy I expect when a short story is accepted for publication. Even when the acceptance letter …
I’m going to die. Soon. That’s what I thought, waking one morning, remembering three distinct dreams, each in which I …
Lately I’ve had a hard time getting a grip on myself. I seem to be sliding in so many directions. …
I spent yesterday in the hospital with my son, who had overdosed on heroin. I’d found him that morning unconscious …
I haven’t experienced any hauntings or paranormal activity since the “demon” sitting on my chest eventually scurried away. If you …
The dark creatures that haunt our dreams and come to us as waking nightmares take many shapes or forms, but …
Have you ever awoken from sleep to find yourself paralyzed with fear as something dark and evil sitting on your …
We felt so fortunate. Dale had a job in San Francisco that summer, and his Uncle who lived nearby asked …
My continuing series of True Life Ghost Stories to celebrate Halloween. My grandmother Margaret had a hard life. Widowed in …
It’s a blessing I think now that I never knew as a child that a woman whose blood still stained …