My stupid “Master Whatever-His-Mom- Calls-Him” story? I thought it was starting out fantastically. I anonymized everyone expertly- from “St. Septemberstine” to “Bermuda Shortie’s” to “LilyPad the Great Sheepdog”, I thought I did wonderfully well!…Continue Reading
My doom was delivered to me via a ghastly social networking tool: the rotten, meddling Facebook IM! Suddenly the Master of Danger could locate me at all times; he knew when I was home,…Continue Reading
I woke up the following morning in puzzled daze, with a pounding headache, a dry mouth and a mysterious, thunderous feeling of discomfort one can only describe as a hangover. The beer from the…Continue Reading
I’d like to take a moment thank all the villains out there, to send massive love and thanks to all you sordid evildoers! You’re positively wicked and I need you to stay that way! In…Continue Reading
A few streets away, I awoke in a state of startling panic. Shaking all over, I took in my surroundings. I was in my own home now, the humble RatInfested Heights, so different from the…Continue Reading
Recently I read *REBECCA*, a work of Gothic Fiction in which the heroine get mixed up with a widower and is constantly compared to the deceased bride by the people around her! She is…Continue Reading
