Flights of Fancy

This feature may become the garden spot of the site, although I would hope my blog would give it a run for its money. But here will appear a collection of my short stories which are largely tales of terror, disaster, and sometimes pure existential dread. The sharp-eyed among you will notice the Roman “One” on the index item in the upper left corner. That is because I expect to produce a lot of these, and I will limit them to three in a tab. More than that and they become unwieldy, and the last thing I want to do is give my readers difficulty!

So, pull into the lot and grab a stool. I promise every dish on my growing menu will offer a well-spiced chill. Here’s the first entree: Testament.