When I was nineteen, I wrote books about vampires and werewolves and other magical stuff. Because I love that stuff. Anyway, this is one of them. And on Thursday you can read the first chapter. Let me know if it… Read More »A Book from Long Ago
Morgan allowed herself to cry over Rita for only a minute. She had to get to work if she didn’t want to end up just like her. First, she dug around the room for anything that could be… Read More »Experiment TCA-276 (pt 7)
“What’s that noise?” Rita asked as Morgan re-entered the office. “They’re, uh, they’re cutting at the loading dock door. Sounds like a power saw.” “They’re going to get in?” Rita tried to move but then clutched at… Read More »Experiment TCA-276 (pt 6)
Morgan paced the office, biting a fingernail. Rita was pale and sweaty, taking shallow breaths, but her eyes followed Morgan back and forth. Morgan had spent a minute crying after she realized the police weren’t going to come to… Read More »Experiment TCA-276 (pt5)
“I think they’re breaking in,” Morgan said, leaning out of the office door. “I think I heard glass breaking,” “Okay…” Rita’s jaw was clenched and she was sweating as she tried to keep her leg still. “There’s a… Read More »Experiment TCA-276 (pt4)
“Almost there.” Morgan grunted, hoisting Rita up into the office chair. Rita stifled a cry as her leg caught on the corner of the desk. Morgan grabbed a box and propped her foot up and tried to make her… Read More »Experiment TCA-276 (pt 3)
“This is case number 55-8360, Robert Holt. The body is that of a malnourished and diseased seventy-two year old Caucasian male with grey hair and brown eyes. The body is 73 inches long and weighs 145 pounds.” Rita… Read More »Experiment TCA-276 (pt 2)
*New short story I’m putting together for you. This will be another first draft posting like my story When the Rains Came. Hope you enjoy :)* Morgan watched the steady drip of coffee fall into her cup. She went… Read More »Experiment TCA-276 (pt 1)
The believers took a few days rest after team two blew up the sink hole. The rain had stopped, but the sky was still overcast, and high wind tugged at anything that braved the outdoors. On the third day, they… Read More »When the Rains Came *Final Part*
The remaining believers stood under an awning as the rain continued to fall from the sky. They’d just left the memorial service for Tim and Chyanne. Their cars were across the lot and no one was feeling brave enough to… Read More »When the Rains Came Part 13