FRIDAY FRIGHTFUL FICTION: Scrabbling By

     “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”

Next Year’s Summer Movies

     I have been less than perfectly successful selling these postcards as collectibles (you did note somewhere that I have these things for sale, right?  It’s hard to tell, sometimes.)  So, looking around for another way to make my millions, I wonder if I can sell a few movie studios on purchasing a bundle toContinue reading “Next Year’s Summer Movies”

FICTION FRIDAY: RCFT

     Apps just appeared on the screen without warning, sometimes, begging you to pay for them.  Howard swiped past what was either an elderly woman with chickenpox or a slightly decayed horse’s head.      “It’s down here.”  Bob nodded, quickly easing from polite interest to polite boredom.  By the time Howard had swiped to whatContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: RCFT”

FICTION FRIDAY: Rendezvous

     “Oh no!  Who’s that out there?”      “Hush, darlin’.  Ain’t no one but me.”      “At last!  I’ve been waiting….  I wish we didn’t have to meet up in the old burying ground!”      “Well, Nellie Belle, I cain’t come into town.  Not since they figgered out who looted the stage an’ broke theContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Rendezvous”