Time for another little spooky review! Today's is Lucky Thirteen, a short horror story by author Amanda Leigh Burton. Here's the official blurb: For four young boys one summer night in the woods creates a life time of nightmares. Lucky Thirteen tells the story of a narrator who, at a young age, witnessed the gruesome... Continue Reading →
Today's post comes to you on the heels of some more spooky reading- that of P.T. Phronk's The Arborist. Because I just don't get enough at Halloween. Or maybe it's like always Halloween in my house. With hearts, or stockings, or birthday cakes! Y'all know me. Here's the official blurb: The tree wasn’t there last... Continue Reading →
Because it popped into my brain and doesn't currently have a home... She texted me back a single sentence; "I haven't had enough coffee to deal with the apocalypse."
A bit of poetry today. "Missing" Today, I find myself missing. People. Ideas. Things. I miss having the capacity to think of myself. I miss having little to take care of. I miss the days of being prudently carefree. I miss the me I used to be. Work work work. No pay, everyday. This life... Continue Reading →
Things are finally settling down for just a moment around here, getting ready for the final Holiday storm, so I sat down to finish up some waaaaaay late reading! First up, I finished reading At the Cemetery Gates: Year One by John Brhel & Joseph Sullivan, the same duo that brought you Marvelry's Curiosity Shop.... Continue Reading →