Sketches from the Café Confictura

Sketch № 17: Mending Fences

Technically, “criminal trespassing” is the charge Clarke, Samantha, and…

Sketch № 16: Crickets on a Summer Night

Overlapping conversations in a public place sound to me like…

Sketch № 15: What They Found Behind the Wardrobe

Two weeks ago, the flame began wavering on one of the…

Feelin’ Blue

A Café Confictura To-Go mini-post by The Fastionista

I’m feeling blue — not the sad, “my baby…

Sketch № 14: Shadows on the Horizon

The O’Connor house, practically the oldest structure still…

Sketch № 13: Fresh Paint and Bandaged Bones

Just about two weeks had gone by since Mrs. Creaverton was…

Sketch № 12: A Ghostly Visit

Reading or watching a good ghost story, I’ve found, allows us a safe way…

Sketch № 11: The Flickering Lamps

Last Tuesday — one day after Mrs. C, Roscoe, Violet, and I vowed to…

It Is with Hope: The Convoluted History of the Word “Hopefully”

A Café Confictura To-Go mini-post by Roscoe…