There’s a Crazy Bitch in the Attic

by Naomi de Plume

The Mute

by Chris Macsen

I stare into the darkly suspicious gaze of the elder who crouches before me, squatting in…

Dialogue

Screenwriting is not for the faint of heart.

Cloak and Dagger

The match flared, and I saw his face.

Sunday Ink

I live in the Miami metro area, and this is my second go round with this city. While much has improved since my first tour, there are some…

On the Way Back

So, if you can follow this:

Chrysalis

Here I go again.

The word metamorphosis really has it all, you know?

It’s got meta — and party animal that I am, I love a conceptual abstraction of a concept. And morphe…well, the possibilities are endless aren’t they?

Road Trips

Life on a Peninsula

Atmosphere.

Shepherds

The writer answered the intercom, because he was sick of staring at a wordless screen and an unexpected visitor meant not doing that for at…

Bead Counting

For almost six years, a rosary has hung from the brass shade bracket of my banker’s desk lamp. It has been five decades since my fingers trundled along the beads of a rosary’s five decades; five decades since, as one of the “poor banished children of Eve,” I sought the merciful intercession of the…