• All Signs Point to Hell Vol. 4 Short List

    A few weeks ago, I posted the long list of stories to pick from for my next installment of All Signs Point to Hell. This week, I’ll post the short list. I’ve narrowed it down to ten stories. The books are usually seven or eight stories. The imaginary friends stories include multiple scenarios, so it’s…

  • A Horror Setting

    The light comes through the heavy cloud cover in a misty haze. We haven’t seen a true sky in months, ever since the eruption. I wonder if we’ll ever feel the warmth from the sun again. I hear the mist is worse in the mountains, but down here it’s not so bad. We can at…

  • Imaginary Friends pt 2

    Riley jumped into the backseat, her large backpack thumping against her small body. Before she even pulled the seatbelt across her shoulder, she was already talking. Spilling all the gossip about her day and I smiled at her in the rearview mirror. “- and Steven told Lillian her shoes weren’t pink, they were purple. So…

  • To Plan a Murder pt 2

    Norman swept the crumbs from his sandwich off the table into his hand and dumped them into the trash can. Then he shuffled to the sink to wash the one plate, one knife, and one cup from his dinner. Standing at the sink, he could look out the window to the yard across the street.…

  • To Plan a Murder pt 1

    It wasn’t supposed to be serious. We’d stayed late at the block party and had a few too many drinks. It was all a joke. But then on Monday, Barty rang me up and said, “So, we set the meeting place for the gym at the YMCA tomorrow around six. Bring Shannon if you want.…

  • Snow Was Falling pt 4

    Helen patted Lillian on the shoulder as she passed and took the lead again. “Okay, let me get around the corner and count to one hundred again. I doubt anyone else is going to come up the tunnel, he was the replacement. They don’t send people up randomly since there’s nothing else up here. But…

  • Up a Mountain

    I had been carrying the body of my friend for days. When I began, Olivia was still breathing. Now, I wasn’t so sure. But I kept on walking, and I didn’t want to put her down. We’d left the wreckage eleven days ago. We were among a large group of survivors then. At least fifty…

  • Death is a Roommate 2

    Scott moved in the next day. Well, I say moved in, but he arrived the next morning with one small suitcase and a large bag slung over one shoulder. And apparently that was all he needed because he didn’t make a second trip and he never mentioned anything about having anything else. But I suppose…

  • My Nightmare

             The team gathered at the sight of the fire. James carried the boxes and trash bags to the card table Ben had set up. Nancy passed out the goggles, masks, and gloves. Rhonda sat with Ben at the table to pull the large rubber boots over her tennis shoes. I hung back by the…

  • New Book Alert!

    Back at the beginning of the year, I made a game plan to achieve multiple goals this year. One of those goals was to release another collection of short stories. And it’s ready! Spoiler alert, it’s stories that were previously published on this blog, but with another run through of edits to make sure they’re…