The air’s so thick you can almost see the old box fan I got at the thrift agitatin’ again’ it. The moon so bright it lights the way to Babylon, yet hazed enough to call out spirit dead and set that dread that’s buried in the human heart to stirrin’ with screams and sobbin’s own text and edit me. It's easy. READ MORE.


I was captivated and intrigued by the very first page of Ken Weene's well-written "El Catrin". I mostly read non-fiction, but this short story came to my attention as having an underlying mystical tone, so I downloaded it. And I am still thrilled that I did!  READ MORE.