Gertrude Boyle: The conclusion

A guest post by Bela Matyas Feher This is part two of two. Read the first part of the story here. I see you’ve finished your sherry. Shall I pour you another? Oh, very good. You have excellent taste! This sherry is of a very unique vintage, I am assured. Like none other you have ever … Continue reading Gertrude Boyle: The conclusion

Gertrude Boyle: An introduction

A guest post by Bela Matyas Feher Sit down, Traveler, and rest your feet a while, for you are weary from the long road, and on nights like this one, ‘tis best that you should be indoors. “Why,” you ask? It is well known in the valley here, that on nights like this, when the mists … Continue reading Gertrude Boyle: An introduction

How I became a real vampire

The first person I told I was a vampire was my mom. I was seven and had just watched one of those old black and white Dracula movies on TV. I got one of my mom's black skirts from her closet and tied it around my neck like a cape. "I am a vampire!" I declared … Continue reading How I became a real vampire

The drug of anticipation, a short story

She wasn't the type of person who used drugs. She barely drank and didn't smoke. Well, she smoked a few cigarettes in college, but she was never a smoker. She was a rule follower, not a a rule breaker. No, she definitely wasn't the type of person who used drugs, But... She was at a … Continue reading The drug of anticipation, a short story