When I was a missionary, I spent five months with an elder who was a quarter Cherokee and who grew up on the reservation in North Carolina. We were going from house to house and knocking doors near Occidental College, and as we approached the porch of a small yellow house, my companion froze. “HoldContinue reading “Quoth the Raven: Fear Me Forevermore”
Tag Archives: Horror
In the Still of the Night
I got too busy to write a daily post, so I am trying a new draft of a horror/suspense first chapter I have been working on. I previously published another version, wrote a lot more, then trashed it for something more subtle. If you are looking for the daily post, you can skip this. IfContinue reading “In the Still of the Night”
Some Things We Know, and Some We Do Not
Reprinted with permission of Atlantic to Pacific magazine. cato is Dead; Long Live cato By Simon K. Pacy You could be forgiven for thinking that the post was a joke. After all, cato’s online intimates, if you can call anyone on the Internet an intimate, assumed it was. And post might be the wrong wordContinue reading “Some Things We Know, and Some We Do Not”
Do Your Part to Slow the Spread of It
Do your part: help slow the spread of it by washing your hands thoroughly. Use hot water, apply soap, and rub hands together vigorously while singing “Happy Birthday.” Rinse hands in hot water. Employees are required to wash hands as prescribed before returning to work. Disinfecting wipes that kill it are provided so that youContinue reading “Do Your Part to Slow the Spread of It”
Nothing Happened Here
This story is part of a series I’m doing on childhood dreams, nightmares, and distorted perceptions of reality. Some of the stories have autobiographical ties, but they are mostly fiction. And some of the stories reflect fiction I was writing at that age. It might help to consider all of them and how they allContinue reading “Nothing Happened Here”
Say Hi, Robert
They were back in Southern territory, and word was that the enemy was on the other side of these woods. It was spring, and the day had started cool but ended warm. Will was coated in sweat in the late afternoon when orders came to halt their march and set up camp for the night.Continue reading “Say Hi, Robert”