It should have been difficult for the boy to clutch his sheaf of new hire paperwork, run to keep up with Griffin, and still manage to...

I have an immense amount of books I want my kids to read over the next ten plus years of their education in our house. But I have a very...

Amy checked her lipstick for the ninth time, took another drink of water for her dry mouth, clutched her notebook to her chest with...

Last month I needed mindless fluff so I pulled out an old standby, Jonathan Stroud’s “Lockwood and Co.” novels.   In a world where ghosts...

I'm taking a break from short stories and book review to do a rewrite of my novel. I'll begin posting again soon!

If you are tired of hearing political opponents on both sides of the aisle lambasted with the same half-dozen dismal adjectives and...

I 'm currently focusing on a larger project, so here's a poem instead of a short story, an ode to my very favorite bedtime snack. Open...

Every night Rim dreamed of her parents—what even were parents? She didn’t know, but they were clearly nightmares since they looked just...