I Hid My Eyes Behind Your Sofa

I find her in the cemetery crying beside her gravestone: there are few things that can complicate a life more than resurrection does. She l...

The window opens silently without being touched. Given that the fourth hotel windows aren’t even meant to open, this is mildly impressive. I...

“Why?” Oh, they asked that as they died.  "So you wonder about that now, do you? So long, with top billing, with all the fame. You di...

I do a good shaking, because sometimes humans like to sleep way too much – probably cuz they have dreams. “Honcho?” He wakes quickly, i...

This is a sci-fi novel being written pretty much for the sheer fun of it. It’s sci-fi horror (the horror stuff showing it’s first glimpses a...

Hoy. Heading toward the third act (I think). Charlie just discovered that the reason secret Canadian government agents have been trying ...

(50 of these. Damn.) I used to take pictures. Until they made experiences too real to bear. “Sleight of hand is something anyone ca...

There are rules, when you are a ghost. They are burned into our being with the same fire that lets us remain in the Grey Lands after we die...

Charlie and Jay are mending fences – though I’m not sure Jay grasps that there are any to be mended – so I use the time to walk the town of...

“I’d strangle him if I thought he’d notice,” I mutter, but not so low that the wandering magician doesn’t hear me. “Where is Jay, anyway?” ...