Happy Mothers’ Day!
Today, my creep loving friends at Tales From the Moonlit Path aren’t serving up mimosas for brunch. However, there is a bit of “Cake” — a sweet and slightly eerie taste of flash fiction by yours truly.
Feel free to drop me a note and tell me what you thought. And while you are there, take some time to savor the other stories in their Demented Mothers’ Day edition. It’s a pleasure to once again be included on the Moonlit Path!
Very exciting to announce that I managed to nab second place in the first 2019 session of The Writer’s Workout’s Writer’s Games. This competition consists of 5 weeks of intense writing challenges. Each week (plus one practice event) the participants have 72 hours to harness an idea, write, edit/polish, and submit a piece of short fiction inspired by the provided prompt.
Two of my five submissions will be published in the Games’ anthology. Stay tuned later in the year to find out how you can get a copy!
So there I was, minding my own business, not bothering anyone. The front door and all the porch windows were flung wide, being one of those rare autumn days where New England had forgotten that Old Man Winter was lurking ‘round the corner. Continue reading
Ligeia watched as Calliope rummaged through the old sea chest, filled with forgotten remnants of other people’s lives. In the beginning, the pair had spent decades poring through its contents. More bored than curious, they’d made up wordless ghost stories about the misadventures of those who’d lived in the cottage before. Continue reading