I whipped up another entry for that Shapeshifter short story competition and thought I'd share it. It was late, too late for her to be walking home alone. Leila knew that, but the party had been a good one; full of wine, laughter and such pretty,… more »

The smile on her face didn’t reach her eyes. That was the first thing Detective Kelly noticed as watched her. Her eyes were glazed over, the pupils constricted down to pinpricks. “She’s on drugs.” He noted to himself as she began to speak , her voice od… more »

There was a time I worked with the public directly, a position that I was never truly suited for and only managed to cement my opinions that the average human being really shouldn’t leave the house more often than is required and most certainly should no… more »