Catching My Breath

A lie, but finals due tomorrow (technically, many already in — thanks!) and the end of grading in sight, though no end of quarantine in sight, alas. Feeling relief at all the things being cancelled, yet I am not making progress on the remaining things due! Itching to get back to Dundee, so first here’s…

That Was the Year That Was

Every year I have to give myself a little shake because undoubtedly, having idled away my holiday break (if it has gone according to plan), I feel as if I have accomplished nothing at all ever, never mind for the whole last year. Some people are putting together ‘end of decade’ lists, too (never mind…

Spooky Day!

I’m knee deep in a writing project with a deadline tomorrow but! Halloween brings out the goodies from me and my pals: A new story! Number 13 is a little M. R. James, a touch of Chaucer and a whole lot noir over at Punk Noir Magazine, where they’ve also got Sebnem Sanders’ The Muse and Frank…

Dylan Birthday Story

Tangled Up in Some Sort of Cerulean Hue She was a beauty, all auburn curls, doe eyes, and hippie garments. But I think it was chiefly the eyes, moist and beseeching, that made me forget my usual caution and help her out of that sticky situation, but—like the man said—I guess I used a little…

Happy Hogmanay!

Here’s my year-end wrap-up, mostly so I don’t skate over accomplishments: it’s easy to feel like you haven’t done much when you don’t keep track. Of course there are things not on this list because they haven’t come out yet (Hire Idiots, Mangled, My Wandering Uterus) or because they don’t have tangible results (e.g. application…

Walpurgisnacht Freebie

As usual, I’m giving away my much reprinted story ‘Walpurgisnacht’; click the link on the name if you’ve not read it yet and you can download a PDF of the tale. And watch out for witches flying off to the mountains tonight!

Story for a Sunday: Fluorescence

Here’s my bit of urban spookiness called “Fluorescence.” This short story appeared in The Harrow back in July 2008 (appearing now thanks to the Way Back Machine). If you like it, you might want to check out the others in Unquiet Dreams.

Story for a Sunday: Tangled Up in Some Sort of Cerulean Hue

Bob Dylan: Nobel Prize Winner — bet you didn’t have a fiver on him. Nine years ago I had this tale published in the tiny lit journal Ephemera. Did anyone notice it was a bunch of Dylan lyrics somewhat altered mashed up with a little Marlowe? No, probably not. But it amused me. I have…

#FolkloreThursday Freebie: Hard-Boiled Witch 2

Click the picture: today only, get Hard-Boiled Witch 2: Toil and Trouble for free — then pick up the others for just 99¢/99p each. Celebrate #FolkloreThursday by following the hashtag on Twitter or dropping by their Facebook page. Hecate Sidlaw finds herself caught between a wannabe witch and one of the oldest hereditary powers in the…

Recorded Live: Fur Baby

I will be busy grading today — probably all day — so if you need entertainment, here’s a live recording from yesterday’s 2nd Sunday Open Mic at the Arts Center in Troy, NY. Yes, I really read this story on Mother’s Day. A bit on the dark and creepy side, so if you don’t like…