Thanksgiving Tale: Whale-Talk

Thanksgiving Tale: Whale-Talk

This year on Thanksgiving, I’m thankful for my family, friends and all of you, my faithful readers who’ve stuck by my side as we build a little word studio community together. And though this tiny tale takes place floating atop the icy waters of Norway, I hope reading it finds you

Halloween 2016: The Funhouse

Halloween 2016: The Funhouse

To celebration Halloween, I’m posting a short story I wrote this time last year about a spooky, little funhouse with plenty of secrets to spare … Enjoy! – M There was nothing unusual about the way the coffee was poured. There was nothing unusual in the way it tumbled from

Fall Fiction: An Interview Near Signal Street

Fall Fiction: An Interview Near Signal Street

It’s the official first day of fall and that means change is whistling through the air—from the snappy winds to the browning trees—and with change comes a distinct sense of newness blustering around town. Whether it’s a new school, a new job, a new shirt or just a new pumpkin spice latte Snapchat

Fifty Shades Darker Might Be OK

Fifty Shades Darker Might Be OK

The thing I remember most about reading Fifty Shades Darker, E.L. James’ follow-up to the insanely successful Fifty Shades of Grey, was how trite and strange the story had become, as if James took the best of what she recalled from random Bond movies and Law & Order episodes to craft

The Figaro

The Figaro

Here’s the truth: I’ve never considered myself a Writer. I’m a writer, sure, but a Writer? No. Because Writers are serious folks who wear berets (I’d image) and sit in corners of coffee shops or dimly lit bars, laptops aglow, notebooks ajar, scribbled papers askew, jotting down the brilliant thoughts that tumble

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