The telegram was brief as all telegrams should be. Unless you have endless money. The one that arrived just said: She died. My cousin ass...

And yet another classic, forgetting something moment for Mel. Not something mundane. Keys were always hung in the same place. She was in ...

Bethany flopped backwards like a felled tree on her half-made bed. She tilted her head back to see the sunset glowing through upside down...

Back in August 2014, I was clearly in a good mood when my writing group was given this in-group prompt: Write a story that includes a ban...

[names and places are fictional] No one knows who named the thing, but it really is a perfect fit as it represents the precise middle of ...

I glance over my shoulder. I feel a twinge and realize I've bobbed myself right into a sore neck. When will I ever learn to just pick up...

For most of my childhood, blue was my favorite color. Even now, as I prop up my fuzzy, blue-socked feet on a blue, spray painted folding ...

Before I had my twins, I taught private piano lessons at a lovely music studio in town. I enjoyed all ages, but elementary school age was...

Back in October, before changing up this blog, I decided to enter Susanna Hill's Annual Halloweensie Writing Contest! The rules were: 100...