Sarah sits on a cobbled country lane just off the highway to Buffalo, New York, where summer’s sunlight bathes her between the leafy trees. A light breeze moves across her before skimming to the lake while she waits for any passerby, any good person to stir her mind reflecting what is, what to do—be lostContinue reading Cobbled Country Lane [fiction]
Ravenwood, Chapter 11 [fiction]
Hellhounds, a Spooky Story: Vree Erikson, the pretty girl who lived atop Myers Ridge, became my favorite fictional person to write about during the 1971-1972 school year. It was also when my stories took a turn for the unexplained. After our Halloween meeting at Dave and Amy’s place, I saw her again one November SaturdayContinue reading Ravenwood, Chapter 11 [fiction]
