This is a new story as of 6.23.17. A strange tale of northern Michigan and hidden secrets and deep woods. The story is inspired as much by a recent trip to the U.P, as we 'troll's call the northern part of our state, as it is the sparse, mysterious storytelling that always draws me to… Continue reading The House We Never – a story
Tag: Story
A sampling of my stories and poems giving you a glimpse into the darkness.
Grieve – A Story
This is a rough story I just wrote. It feels awkward in parts and needs a lot more polish I'd wager but I wanted to share it. Heck, if it ever IS evened out then maybe I can do something else with it. For now, here's a rough version of a dark little tale. Grieve… Continue reading Grieve – A Story
WHEN YOU WERE HERE – story
WHEN YOU WERE HEREI remember your smell.I can’t say what it was, it was, I don’t know, it was cigarettes and hair spray and perfume and, and sex, was it sex, beneath all of it, beneath all of it and hidden in those layers?Was it sex?I think of the men you would go out with,… Continue reading WHEN YOU WERE HERE – story
CHARLES BILKWATER – a story
Recently I happened on a Twitter feed through a friend that purports to post horrific things. Eh, it comes and it goes. The feed is pretty lame but while digging through old tweets I did happen upon a few urban legends that they had posted. None were real, and most had 'tells' that gave them… Continue reading CHARLES BILKWATER – a story
I Do Not Fear Small Towns – a story
I was never afraid of small towns. Small towns are places of secrets, of mysteries, and of histories better left forgotten but I never feared these things. I had grown up in a small town and had seen the ugly black heart that pumped the bile of untold generations through its limbs. I had seen… Continue reading I Do Not Fear Small Towns – a story
Your Dust – edit
So this is the edit of the story I posted the other day. This is very similar to draft one but there are some things added, some changes of ‘her’ to ‘you’ as the story teller is speaking to his wife. I tried to spook it up a bit more, and overall creep it up.… Continue reading Your Dust – edit
Upcoming Podcastery!
On February 11th I have the honor of being featured on Emerian Rich’s Horror Addicts podcast with a story I wrote just for that show called Pyramids and Butterscotch, which is a mummy tale. I am pretty stoked to be on the show and am really happy with the story that she will be featuring.… Continue reading Upcoming Podcastery!
This Beautiful Darkness – now for Kindle!
Well, here you go, another option to read the new book, this time in the DIGISPHERE! WOOO! So if you have one of those new-fangled Kindles you can get yourself a copy of my short story collection for five bucks. See for yourself - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B002Y26YDY
Review…
MORPHEUS TALES posted their review of This Beautiful Darkness in their blog. Dig it. http://blogs.myspace.com/morpheustales
The Story About the Greatest Story Ever Told…
Once upon a time... Ok, that is no way to start anything, well, maybe a Will. How funny would that be? To start your Will with Once Upon A Time. Damn. Ten years is a long time. Ten years ia a long time to wait. And ten years is a hell of a long time… Continue reading The Story About the Greatest Story Ever Told…
THIS BEAUTIFUL DARKNESS is available for purchase NOW!
The new book is for sale now via my E-Store. The book is ten dollars and features thirteen dark short stories. https://www.createspace.com/3386414
It ain't good, it's great…
Sometimes I think we get too caught up in the whole greatness game. Sure, sure, we all wanna be good, great, or just pretty darn decent, and forget why it is we do what we do. With writing, I have always had the sense to just do it, and not worry about where I will… Continue reading It ain't good, it's great…
Like Snowflakes…But Not
I think everyone who is creative suffers from the fear of treading familiar ground. It is natural, and not an unfounded concern. Let's face it, Man has been here for a very long time and we have told stories and created works of art since those first days and so it is to be expected… Continue reading Like Snowflakes…But Not