Ela scraps – Silence of the Hogs

When I was little I wanted to be a famous singer. Or a famous actress. Or a famous reporter. Or … More

What the hell was Titane about?

I had taken up position on Milham’s ratty old lawn chair in the Rook’s parking lot. I was also drinking … More

The Malice at the Bill Gray’s Regional Iceplex got me thinking about some of the other odd venues I’ve worked. … More

I’m not sure I’ve ever been to Cracker Barrel before. Maybe when I was a kid? I don’t want to … More

Riddle me this, since she grabbed me like a pirate grabbing a wench on the cover of a trashy romance … More

I saw my dad cry once. Not long before he and my mom died in a car wreck. I was … More

When she cast her spell to find the magic bone of vampire boning it seemed to me indistinguishable from the … More

We weren’t in Mexico anymore I don’t think. We weren’t in Missouri for sure. I know that. Wherever we were … More

“What is it?” I didn’t recognize my own voice. I sounded like an overexcited little girl who spotted a unicorn … More

I’ve lived in Missouri my entire life. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a well-rounded world traveler, I’m not one of … More