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Mendalla
6 hours ago
Canada

About

I've been an avid reader since childhood and have dabbled in writing throughout my life. That interest in reading led me to a first career as a librarian before moving into corporate IT where I work today. My writing now consists of over twenty stories and poems on this site plus a few in other places. I lean to fantasy, magic realism, and horror fiction but also do the odd piece of dramatic fiction or poetry.


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Grace of Bigelow Street

Crossing a black cat is bad luck...

A black cat lay on the porch of 13 Bigelow Street. She yawned and stretched, then looked at the men milling about in the street. Some were armed with bats, chains, and tire irons. All were clearly spoiling for a fight. After another yawn, the cat got up and wandered into the house. She found Grace Bigelow in her sewing room and mewed at her. “Trouble brewing, eh,” Grace said, smiling at the cat, “Guess I should have a loo...

Down In The Well

Returning home leads to discoveries and revelations

The road disappeared behind me as I drove up the narrow, rugged gravel driveway to my family’s ancestral home. As I rounded a treacherous bend, the old house came into view. I was glad that I had thought to rent a 4x4 pickup for the trip. Years of abandonment and neglect had led to that bend being partially washed out. That washout was the first thing that I would have to fix if I decided to renovate and repair the old ho...

Something

Something was outside her new house

Something flew past the bedroom window as Shannon closed it for the night. The dark shape went by quickly, so quickly that Shannon could not really see what it was. Startled, she jumped back. “Probably just a bat or bird,” the young woman muttered as she quickly closed the window and curtains. She did not quite believe that. The shadow passing through the night had seemed too big for any wildlife. Shannon scurried to the...

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