Bump in the Night
Matted-hair and rotted teeth, what evil danger lurks beneath? Pointed talons and razor claw, drags you into a gaping maw. He hides in closets and under b...
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Ballroom Dreams
I entered the ballroom and searched for her in a sea of gowns and tuxedo. I had to find her, to touch her. All these masks! The ladies looked like angels flo...
How Important is Plot Anyway?
Let’s start with a serviceable definition of plot:
High Seas Laundry
Captain Hook, he climbed the deck, Lookin’ for Smee, to give him heck.
All About Using Images
So, you’ve lovingly tapped out ‘The End’ at the bottom of your masterpiece. Huffing a breath of relief that you’ve done it: your word baby is born and you wa...
Panic
“Hold the elevator, please,” said Trudy. I stuck my arm in the closing doors and they bounced open, to much irritation judging by the disgruntled huff behind...
Fletcher Returns
Carol Bannister placed the breakfast tray in front of her Aunt Jessica and stood staring out the window at the autumn leaves swirling about the grounds.
Words to Kill
Part of the self-editing process (you do self-edit, right?) is to clean-up passive voice, needless adverbs and filler words. This is typically done in a pass...
Marching On
So, what has been going on since I posted here back in January? Good question. Let’s see:
The Men That Don't Fit In
Some of the best memories of my grandfather are of Robert W. Service. Gramp would, at every opportunity, recite from memory any number of poems. We’d goad hi...
The Hand
My hand’s all numbers so what the heck? I drew a card from atop the deck, My palms were wet and my cheeks a-fire A chip and a chair with stakes ne’er high...