‘Ellie, nooo …’ She crouched to sweep up the shards of glass and soak the red wine splattered across her floor like a crime scene. She narrowed her eyes at…
She heard howling in the night: desperate, ragged calls that faded into brokenness. The neighbours’ dogs were silent. She put on coat and boots and stepped out into chill air…
In support of the kickstarter for BOOKS & BONE (which funded! EEK!) I did a series of faux non-fiction toots on Mastodon detailing ghost research. Hopefully you’ll enjoy it! …
They met in the soft glow of the shattered curse. Rose petals, thorns, and glass shards crunched beneath their feet. The prince reached for his lover with shaking hands. He…
In support of the kickstarter for BOOKS & BONE, I played a game on Mastodon where people could name a gem to me, and in exchange I would write a…
The queen peered through the hedge, her muscles bunched tightly. Her fur had lost its gloss and her tail, once a regal pennant, was now thin and rat-like. She knew…
In support of the kickstarter for BOOKS & BONE, I played a game on Mastodon where people could name a plant to me, and in exchange I would write a…
In support of the kickstarter for BOOKS & BONE, I did a fun little mock self-help guide to befriending a necromancer. 10 Ways to Befriend a Necromancer Or How to…
The cat chattered, clacking her teeth, fur rising. His gut clenched. ‘Elsie, come away,’ Fear made his song-song tone brittle. He half-crouched toward the window. Elsie smacked the glass with…
She’d heard that on a certain day, at a certain time, you could meet your own ghost haunting the graveyard at St Mary’s. In the hour before dawn, she stood…