Glass Half Full of Evil
Are you a glass half empty or glass half full person? What if it’s a jar of broken glass? Spread there, for you to step on? This is a question […]
Category Archives: not horror, but still uncomfortable
when I’m feeling lit’ry
Smoke Gets In Your Eyes
What a difference a day makes.
They carried a man out feet first at the symphony last night.
don’t let stress ruin your life
The Last Whale
When the last whale passed by there was so much excitement you almost forgot it was supposed to be a sad thing that was happening. Everyone was out on the […]
A Knife at the Side of the Bed
I sleep with a knife by my bed. It’s a Kershaw, matte silver in color, and folds compactly in on itself. Pleasingly weighty, it fits elegantly in the hand. It is […]
Full Moon Fever
Well, it’s been an interesting two days. It wasn’t cancer after all, and something the surgeon was happy to remove in his office, giving me a good prognosis even without […]
The Bad Guy
I’m always the bad guy!, you’d scream, veins bulging at your temples plus the one in the middle of your forehead, the one that looked like a snake writhing just […]
The Eleven Minutes
She’d already been in bed for nearly twenty minutes when she heard him come into the bedroom. Her back was to him in the slightly musty dark but after fourteen […]
Kitchen Confidential
How do you like the kitchen, they ask. It’s a great kitchen, they tell her. A really great kitchen. Great lighting, don’t you think. And all of the work surfaces. […]
The Search
We were up early in the cold. No one talked much. There was only the sound of crying, which you might expect. I wish she’d stop carrying on so, someone […]
