For the last six months, I’ve been working (very slowly) to outline and draft a collection of short horror stories to publish on Kindle Vella. Think in the vein of Stephen King’s If It Bleeds, Joe Hill’s Full Throttle, and Netflix’s Love Death & Robots: haunting stories told with (relative) brevity. Yesterday, the first four …
The applause was thunderous as Adalia Trevino bowed at the waist, lowering the top of her head in mute acceptance of the audience’s adoration. It would seem her encore piece was well received, then. Her limbs were still trembling from the rush of emotion and adrenaline that final aria always evoked in her. She stood …
You’d think that by now I’d be used to three a.m. wake-ups from a spiteful octopus. Nothing can really desensitize you to the feeling of cold, wet suction cups wrapping around your ankles, though, no matter how often it happens. Besides, Greg has an uncanny knack for waiting just long enough between nighttime escapades to …
The first day at the beachI scoured the sand, pacing for mileshungry to find something in which to carry away my memorieslike a scrap of paperI could origami and tuck into the spiraling staircase of a conch shellor a moon snail’s once loved homeas though the sea owed me anything. On my second day at …
Dear Abby, I’m writing to you from the first official day of your 12 Months of Happy project. Congratulations. You should be proud of the work you’ve put in, mentally and emotionally, to get you here. I thought you’d like to remember why you embarked on this journey, why the cost of staying the same …
