Quiet Beauty of the Dead

Originally posted on Vampire Maman:
Today is Halloween – Day of the Dead Memorial stones honor the dead long after all who ever knew them are gone and under their own stones. There is a quiet beauty in tombstones and cemeteries. As I walk through these places I don’t feel fear but the sense of…

The Lady of Porthcawl

Originally posted on Mari Wells:
My writing buddy Craig over at Entertaining Stories and I decided to write a story together. He took one part and I the other, then we switched and made sure the story fit together. It did, and I have to say it’s pretty awesome. Each story stands alone, but it’s…

PLEASURE AND PAIN

Happy Halloween. Some exceptional and fun fiction from Dylan J. Morgan. And if you aren’t following his blog you ought to be. This post gets 5 out of 5 stars from West Coast Review.

Lost and Found

Originally posted on Vampire Maman:
I was almost shaking I was so hungry. You know how it gets when you’re just light headed and your heart is hardly beating, but if you’re not a Vampire it might beat faster, but anyway, you know the feeling. Arriving at Jack’s law office downtown I could hardly contain…

Little Willie Sleeps

Originally posted on Vampire Maman:
Little Willie Sleeps I believe this is the grave of little Willie Adams who died October 23, 1877, age 4 months, 22 days, in Sacramento, California. This little stone touched me so when we visited the cemetery on Saturday –  and I had no idea when I looked it up…

His beating heart…

Originally posted on Vampire Maman:
His beating heart, His throbbing brain, He shuffled towards her, Once again. . . . Her beating heart, Her missing brain, She lost her eye, But love she’d gained. . . . Their rotting hearts, Their gray green brains, Twas Zombie love, Romance insane. . . . Halloween will be…

Dream Catching at 11,000

Originally posted on rarasaur:
Originally written 08/25/14 In two days—August 27th, 2014—I will turn the big three-oh in the “Big House”—California’s largest state correctional facility for women.  I arrived just a week ago and am sitting pretty in receiving, what we colloquially call “A-Yard.” A-Yard is a resting and distribution center, like a train station—filled…