Check out my most recent story! "The Scent of Lavender," which started as a Jack the Ripper origin story but mutated into a monster of its own, was performed on the 441st episode of Tales to Terrify, a Hugo award-nominated podcast.
Is Minsden Chapel haunted by a ghostly monk that clanks around in spectral shackles? Ok, maybe I took a little bit of creative license with the shackle part, but a monk has been alleged to wander through the crumbling ruins. a Built in the 14th century, Minsden Chapel was in use through the 18th century.... Continue Reading →
My latest story came out in the first issue (April 2020) of Periwinkle Literary Magazine! What makes Periwinkle so special? "The goal of this magazine is the create a space for writers to succeed without it being considered academically correct." "Life After Regret" was a bit of a misfit story, because the setup is different... Continue Reading →
A dead lover returns to his still-alive fiance in the form of an apparition. He asks her to free him of their engagement or he's bound for hell (dramatic much?). That's essentially the gist of this English Ballad, which has many lyrical and musical variations. Of course, there's a push and pull between the ghost... Continue Reading →
With Halloween upon us, it is fitting to focus on spiritualism and the occult for this blog post. This week, I'll be focusing on the Fox Sisters, who are the epitome of the saying, "Trick or Treat." These three girls, Leah, Margaret, and Catherine Fox, helped to found spiritualism, which is the belief that spirits... Continue Reading →
Who's the Brown Lady of Raynham Hall? Legend says she's the ghost of Lady Dorothy Walpole, who was the sister of the first Prime Minister of Britain, Robert Walpole. She was the wife of Charles Townshend, but problems were prevalent in their marriage. Charles had a heavy hand, and he was not shy about slapping... Continue Reading →
Tucked away in Lincolnshire, England is the small village of Bradley. This village might at first seem obscure, when studying a map of England, but the surrounding woods boasts of an old legend. A woman clothed in black; pale, stricken, her eyes teary. She's young and pretty. Rather harmless, other than the fact that she... Continue Reading →