Traces, Part One

There is just SOME information you could live without, which is something our new landlord, Mr. Black, seemingly can't understand. Half the information he gives me is stuff I will never tell my mother. Never. It'll only stress her out even more.  Like how the electricity goes out maybe once or twice a year and … Continue reading Traces, Part One

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Summary For My Short Story Series: Traces

Author's note: As it is October, I have decided to try to write a psychological thriller that can actually be scary. Up until this point, I have mainly been writing things like mysteries. So while I want to make this at least a little scary and suspenseful, please keep in mind that this is my … Continue reading Summary For My Short Story Series: Traces

Short Story: Not My Cat

I wake up in the middle of the night to a small bundle of fluff resting on my hip. Mm. Looks like the cat’s come in early, I think to myself. I almost lean over to pat his head, but I stop myself. Either you’ll wake yourself up, or you’ll wake him up and he’ll … Continue reading Short Story: Not My Cat

New Feature?: Short Stories

As many of you know, I enjoy writing quite a bit. I used to post short stories here, but have neglected to do so for a while. Are you guys interested in my stories? If it helps, they'll be fairly varied. I enjoy writing thrillers, psychological thriller/horror, mystery, fantasy,  science fiction, and often a blend … Continue reading New Feature?: Short Stories

A Secret and a Curse, Part Five

Elayne put the bag of potato chips on the counter as Ritchie looked around her apartment. "Man, this place is plain. I didn't think it'd be so empty!"  Elayne laughed. "What'd you think it'd be like? All crammed with stuff? I just moved here, after all." Ritchie blinked. "Oh," was all he said. "What'd you … Continue reading A Secret and a Curse, Part Five

A Secret and a Curse, Part Four

"What the hell?" Ritchie heard Elayne exclaim loudly. But he didn't care. He was too stunned to care about Elayne. He'd always been confused by randomly moving objects in their home, but he never asked Mom about it. He didn't want her to react like Dad. "That wasn't me!" he cried nervously. Elayne narrowed her … Continue reading A Secret and a Curse, Part Four

A Matter of Followers and Comments

I hastily check my notification section when I get online. Nothing. Again. I sigh and lean back. Man, I'm following some of the most followed blogs out there...and yet nothing.  I look at the amount of followers I have: six. My favorite blog has a total of 553 followers. And they only have twenty one … Continue reading A Matter of Followers and Comments

A Secret and a Curse, Part Three

Elayne had not realized that Ritchie was in the same elevator car until the doors shut. She didn't particularly care. So what if he has a strong Connect? Doesn't matter. "Excuse me, Elayne? What's a Connect?" Elayne gasped against her will and glanced sharply down at the small boy. Damn! How does he know? "Are … Continue reading A Secret and a Curse, Part Three