Horror

There Is No Jesus Scratch it, scratch it all off until there is nothing left! She went mad in that darkness.…

Ski-lift Horror I had always been afraid of heights since falling from a school climbing frame when I was about…

Nick's Favorite Toys A little boy who loved his collection of soldiers was no longer a little boy. Now a grown…

The Day A Monster Died I wrote the following story thirty-five years ago to this day, on the anniversary of the…

About New York Having a radio, kept Grandmother’s mind alert to what happened around the world and in the…

An Ordinary Forest It was an ordinary forest, as far as spooky-looking woods go, filled mostly with craggy…

My Name is Lola It's Thursday Night at The Slippery Salamander Art Gallery - Lola's second adventure. (Check…

Thursday Night An impromptu reaction to an unexpected and random comment set me on an unusual path and a life…

Dreams Fuel My Writing Most of us have woken and thought, where did that dream come from? For several years,…

And He Roared Babatunde was having his morning bath when he heard a knocking on the door. He wrapped his towel…