Those of you who know my books and have followed my previous blog know that my “Ghost Dogs” short story, which I featured last week, became the basis for my “Night of the Hell Hounds” stories. Recently, I found an older version of “Night of the Hell Hounds” that features Vree Erickson as a teenage … Continue reading Night of the Hell Hounds, Story 2023-0329
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Ghost Dogs, Story 2023-0320
Many years ago I wrote a story for a high school English class. My teacher helped me to understand story structure the best she could, but it was enough to create an aha moment that aroused my interest in writing more stories. The more stories I wrote, the more my interest in the craft grew. … Continue reading Ghost Dogs, Story 2023-0320
Bones In the Sand, Story 2022-1031
It’s Halloween. “Bones In the Sand” is another short story from the 1990s. I wrote this one in 1991 for my children, especially for my son. Now it’s here for the rest of the world to read. And it has skeletons in it for all you bone lovers to enjoy on this Halloween. Enjoy. It … Continue reading Bones In the Sand, Story 2022-1031
Secrets and Haunted: Two Stories, 2022-1030
Tomorrow is Halloween. To prepare for the occasion, I perused some of my old spooky tales, and now I’m posting two stories for your reading pleasure. “Secrets” is a quickie about someone with secrets sitting with a fortune teller. It began in the 1980s and grew only so far and stopped, so I left it … Continue reading Secrets and Haunted: Two Stories, 2022-1030
Ghost Love, Story 2022-1004
Halloween grows closer and I’m in a ghost story mood. This short story about young Vree Erickson and a ghost appeared earlier this year in my post of June 6. Vree Erickson’s pleasant expression changed to surprise, then to shock mixed with fright. The air in the dugout became thin and dry, as though an … Continue reading Ghost Love, Story 2022-1004
Into the Void, Story 2022-0922
Ronald Parker’s cell phone vibrated on his leather belt at three minutes of four o’clock that afternoon. He let the call go to voice mail while he stood with Maggie Miller and her staff on the wooden terrace of Maggie’s horse and cattle ranch. The last of the children and their luggage of suitcases and … Continue reading Into the Void, Story 2022-0922
Different Perspectives, Story 2022-0901
The coffeehouse window Larry sat beside reminded him of sitting in his car at the car wash. Except, this wasn’t Get Wet Express. This was another rainy day in Ridgewood, at Mabel’s, on Monday, around eight-thirty in the morning, and he sat across his sister Elaine, her lined face drawn up in a smile for … Continue reading Different Perspectives, Story 2022-0901
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