“Yow!” “You the varmint who wanted an interview?” “You mean you’re one of the….” “Spooky Scary Skeletons? That’s me.” “But you’re….” “Dead? And you’re a smart little reporter. We gonna do this or not?” “Let me grab my notepad. So you had to die to be a spookyContinue reading “FRIDAY FRIGHTFUL FICTION: Scrabbling By”
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WEIRD WEDNESDAY FICTION: Ex Libris
“Good afternoon, sir.” “Good afternoon. I came to ask about that book I dropped off. The one with the curse on it? Or that’s what I thought.” “Yes, sir. I was able to work out Abigail Bergoo’s handwriting. And it IS a curse.” “Is it just another one of those cursesContinue reading “WEIRD WEDNESDAY FICTION: Ex Libris”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Big Princess, pt. 2
Drewvia stopped and licked her lips. Then she whispered, “Here, kitty, kitty.” The tiger now stopped and licked its own lips. “Good kitty,” said Drewvia, a little more loudly. “Come on. Don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you.” The tiger frowned. “Dear little kitty,” said the princess. “I like kitties. I won’tContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Big Princess, pt. 2”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Big Princess, Pt. 1
The land of Costren was a pretty nice place to live, except for the giant. There’s always something. The giant, a hungry, hairy figure of a man eight times as tall as a tree, used to come around to Costren for his lunch every day, with the result that a family or twoContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Big Princess, Pt. 1”
FICTION FRIDAY: Sweet Fighter
“I am impressed, Dr. Van Helsing. You are the last person I would have expected to decorate his house so thoroughly for Halloween trick-or-treaters.” “At this time of year, the curtain between worlds is at its thinnest. If I can lure the demonic monsters here, I can avoid having them attack innocent partygoers.”Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Sweet Fighter”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Five Hairy Princesses, Pt. 2
There didn’t seem to be any walls or floor here: only darkness. King Basso didn’t like to think what might be hiding in the dark, so he walked close behind the princesses, who were shimmering just a little, just enough to be seen. “Of course,” he said to himself, “If I can’t seeContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Five Hairy Princesses, Pt. 2”
FICTION FRIDAY: Decanted
“Master!” “Great Leapin’ Honk! Where in the name of all that’s pretty did YOU come from?” “You rubbed the lamp, Master.” “Teach me to dust in here; I’ll never do THAT again. You’re some manner of genie, are you?” “Sealed into the lamp by Solomon himself a thousand and aContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Decanted”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Five Hairy Princesses, Pt. 1
Monday Morning Breakfast was the best time of the week for Queen Azalea and King Basso. Their children slept late, no guests came to bother them, and no alarming surprises awaited. Muffins and the morning mail: it made for really a peaceful meal. So Queen Azalea was unpleasantly surprised when her husband leaptContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Five Hairy Princesses, Pt. 1”
Blood In the Breeze
“Hey, are you the ladies who put the ad up in the coffee shop?” “This isn’t that ad about strict schoolmistresses who give big bad boys remedial lessons in math and manners again, is it?” “No, the one about the buyers for cursed and haunted objects.” “Oh yes, sir. We’re eagerContinue reading “Blood In the Breeze”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Boy Who Woudln’t Cry Wolf, Pt. 2
Farther down, the path was bordered by tall pink walls that had blue eagles carved into them. Jack did not like these. Little blue dots on the pink seemed to shift as he watched, and the glittering jeweled eyes of the eagles appeared to be following his progress as he and the fox movedContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Boy Who Woudln’t Cry Wolf, Pt. 2”
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