The Enduring Writer in Ireland, Part 3

Day #3 in Ireland really spurred my excitement. I'd been on Irish soil for two days, and I had already seen so much. I had visited Trinity College to see the Book of Kells, the James Joyce Tower, and the eerie site of Glendalough (which had my imagination spinning with possibilities for stories). But one... Continue Reading →

Catherine Howard, the Rose Without a Thorn

Recently, I finished writing a short story, titled "Rose Without A Thorn," about one of King Henry VIII's lesser known wives, Catherine Howard. Henry admiringly called his wife his "rose without a thorn," but this wasn't the case. Catherine possessed many thorns, sprouting from the stem of her past. It only took Henry fourteen months... Continue Reading →

The Brown Lady of Raynham Hall

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 →

The Black Lady of Bradley Woods

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 →

Thornseat Lodge

Not much information exists on Thornseat Lodge. It's a dilapidating hunting lodge in Yorkshire. It is abandoned, not kept, but its beauty remains apparent in the architecture. It's walls still tell a story, even if little of that story can be found on the great, wide internet. Thornseat Lodge was built in 1855 for Thomas... Continue Reading →

Poison in the Cocoa

Currently, I am working on a new short story, and I am pulling inspiration from a number of places. I have become inspired by Thornseat Lodge, a hunting lodge in Yorkshire, as the setting for the story. I almost wrote a blog post about the crumbling, Victorian era residence, but I found another source of... Continue Reading →

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