The cat needed food. Joanie groaned and looked at the clock beside her bed. One thirty-two A.M. Fantastic. She crawled out of the sheets and took care of business as fast as her tired muscles would allow. With one final pat on Max’s head and a prayer that he wouldn’t wake her again, she climbed… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Midnight Snack
Hi guys! Today I get to interview fellow writer and blogger (and friend!) H. Duke! Her blog, The Writersaurus, is a hub for anything and everything writing! Be sure to visit, if you haven't already. H. Duke and I met on my brief stint in AZ and I've enjoyed getting to know her and follow her… Continue reading Jeremiah Jones, Cowboy Sorcerer: Author Interview with H. Duke
Sweat drips down my back. The day is unusually warm for the autumn equinox. "How much farther?" I say to my father. There are eighty of us, male, hiking to the temple. I'm the youngest, privileged to be among the men of our tribe. Pride swells inside my chest. Each year one male is chosen… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Quest
Dan rubbed the hood of his brand new, cherry colored Chevy Corvette Stringray with a clean cloth, then stepped back to admire it. His chest swelled. He’d longed for one of these ever since he could drive. He leaned in to continue cleaning then— A cough from someone at the end of his driveway. His… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: The Bike (Part 2)
The neighbors were moving. Eleven year-old Danny kicked a stone along the sidewalk. He squinted against the sun and watched men move furniture into the house across the street. This was the third time the house had sold in two years. A shiver ran down his spine, despite the fact it was the first day… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: The Bike (Part 1)
No Trespassing. Mary Ann read the words allowed as she and her three friends stood on the sidewalk outside the abandoned, dilapidated Cape Cod. “So, the old witch finally died,” Sammy said. At thirteen, he was the oldest of the group. Sarah crossed her arms. “Oh posh, Sammy. She was just an old lady. Weirdly… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: No Trespassing
Hey folks!! Happy news! A Flash Fiction story I wrote for SlasherMonsterMagazine went live last week. You can check it out here. Interesting fact: It's loosely--very loosely--based on something that happened to me in college!! Ha! Enjoy the story!
All right, where are my Stephen King fans? Are you obsessed with his books? Love his movies? If so, this post is for you! So, this week the brand new trailer for Stephen King’s “It” came out. (You can watch it here, if you're brave enough!) I have a confession—I probably wouldn’t have even known… Continue reading Caffeinated Speculation: Have you seen the trailer for “It”?
The baby was crying again. Sarah rolled over with a groan. Her husband, Tom, was gone from bed. Probably getting a midnight snack. With a yawn, she got up and padded down the hall. She peeked into the nursery. A figure stood over the crib and the baby cooed happily. Tom had gotten him. Good. … Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: A Cry in the Night
"That's the last of them." Dylan wiped sweat from his brow as he fell into a chair. The new Music Room overflowed with boxes, just like the rest of the historic building that would hold the fifty-two students from the extraordinarily small Dunbath Private School. His sixth-grade class had volunteered to help with the move.… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: The Music Room