It was the night before Christmas, and Jamie Johnson was filled with ebullience. She had darted into her room with a rapidly beating heart, thrown herself under the cool covers, [...]

“You’ll understand when you’re older,” Is what the vampires say. “Once you become one of us you’ll know why we prefer night to day.” “She’ll grow out of it,” Is [...]

A while ago I wrote a blog post exploring how my book, The Balter of Ashton Harper, changed from draft to draft, and you guys really seemed to enjoy it. [...]

Out the inn room’s windowpane is rain and rain and yet more rain. I write by guttering candleflame (to rain and rain and yet more rain) sore with walking, stiff [...]

The driver asked if I’d like to sit down I replied “I’ve been sitting all day.” The greater truth was that I wished to feel the floor move and sway. [...]