Part 3 of the short fiction series, The Mausoleum.
Cassie sat still in the living room of Sam’s house, trying not to be a bother while he freshened up… Read more The Mausoleum, Part 2
Cassie and Sam walked along the tree-lined lane toward the elementary school, just as they did every afternoon. It was… Read more The Mausoleum.
Clara stood awkwardly at the head of the grave, watching her husband. He had finished the hole, and now, standing… Read more The Resurrectionists.
Jacob was rushed down the hallway of the enormous ship by his older brother and a handful of his friends.… Read more Serafina.
She staggered out through the dry timbers that framed a gaping doorway into the wild night. The wind itself was… Read more In That Hole.
This is a short piece written in response to a writing prompt on my writers group. The prompt originally specified… Read more Exercise.
The following is an excerpt from a novel-in-progress. Any feedback you might have is welcome. Barnaby woke suddenly, gasping and… Read more The Hanging of Adlai Grainger.
When the nuclear power plant had exploded, and they had all been put on buses and taken away from their… Read more The Pioneer.
Roger shielded his eyes from the sun as he looked up into the trees. At this point, the structure appeared… Read more The Tree House.