Emma’s eyes kept returning to the heavy leather volume on the shelf. She handled the cracked binding carefully. The Guide to Færie. The charity shop…
If you’d like to read this book, it is available under public domain through Project Gutenberg. As I live on disability and can’t afford to…
Amidst the three-pointed symbols of her dark god, she prostrated herself. Another incantation had failed. Her year-old child cooed in the corner. She gathered him…
The only way to satisfy the hunger was to kill. Something else had to die–in his jaws–for him to eat. The trees looked down on…
“Pumpkin, you’re dirty.” She knelt and brushed his chubby cheeks clean. She squeezed him lovingly. “And you’re getting so big.” She tucked a blanket around…
The SUV stopped beside her just outside the compound gate. A heavily-muscled man stepped out. “Bonny?” She shook her head. Not anymore. “Your parents sent…
Jimmy fumbled with the heavy book above the open coffin. He recited the foreign words. “Jenny, arise.” The battered figure moved upon the pink silk…
Jenny grabbed but the rubber ball bounced off her hands. Jimmy laughed. She’d get it and him, then the boys would let her play again.…
I am disturbed by an increasing tendency to misuse I when it is joined to another person with and. My personal theory is that repeated childhood corrections of me…
I first wrote this article almost a year ago, but the content is as valuable now as it was then. We’re used to thinking about…