The front door opened, slammed shut. Any moment now, Gary would either start buzzing about how well work had gone, or else he would stalk upstairs and think how best to word his complaints about his boss while he changed for supper. It was always...

I remember when I first moved into this accursed house, I was 10 years old and loved all the things a ten-year-old boy loves, you know; climbing trees, catching bugs, playing cowboys and Indians, those sorts of things. We had moved from the hussle and...

I think therefore I am. René Descartes originally wrote those words in his book entitled Discourse on the Method, and I believe they make for a fitting epigraph to my current predicament, which I will get to shortly. But first I want to discuss the nature...

“No accountin’ fa taste, I suppose,” the soiled old man blurted into his face as he shuffled past. “Watch it buddy,” Chad responded in turn before receiving the accused end of a gnarled and bony finger. “YOU!  YOU!  YOU!” the bum screamed, his face twisting into a...

The sky mirrored how he felt on the inside. It was a cloudy day; the morning looked exactly the same as it did this afternoon. Grey and gently snowing, the wind whistled through the air and managed to be louder than the car horns on...

“Can we play mommy, now?” “Kitty, I’m tired,” Alicia sighed. The closet door creaked wider as the child rolled over to see Kitty’s glass eyes gleaming in the darkness of the closet. “But I’ve been waiting all day!’ whined Kitty in its gruff little voice. “And we haven’t...