What has gone before: Goodwood Duxford tales... “While you’ve been here with Grace, the ladies and I have been over at The Magpie,” said Lilith, a newly-deceased resident of Gramberly Cemetery and best friend of Goodwood “Goody” Duxford, cemetery caretaker. “Patsy has quite the library of paranormal reference books.” Goody, Lilith, Frankie (Goody’s girlfriend), Grace (another … Continue reading The end is near
Category: serial
Sharped dressed man
Previously: Paisley, rosemary, and time Several days worth of newspapers were stacked in a neat pile on a small hotel table as Boris carefully leafed through each one looking for any mention the recent deaths of a tourist couple. Since the first small blurb the day after he killed them, there had been nothing new … Continue reading Sharped dressed man
A view from the top
Previously: "Paisley, rosemary, and time." The view from the top of the wheel was dizzying. Boris would go to the pier to ride the Ferris Wheel when he needed time to think. When he first arrived in the city, he made friends with Robbie, the ride operator. Boris would slip the carny a $50 and … Continue reading A view from the top
Child’s play
Previously: "Paisley, rosemary, and time." Several brand-new fashion dolls lay scattered around the corner of the hotel room. Paisley had undressed and dressed the dolls for an hour. She sat in a pool of sunlight spilling through a sliding glass door that led to a green lawn. Beyond the boundary of the grass, a swimming … Continue reading Child’s play
The lingering taste of salt
Previously: Paisley, rosemary, and time Episode written by: Lance Burson The briny, fresh smell of a Florida Gulf Coast beach bringing on memories of being a little girl vacationing with her parents distracted Millicent as she walked into the hotel room. She gagged then murmured "I can taste the E. coli, I'll do this quick … Continue reading The lingering taste of salt
Paisley, rosemary, and time
Previously: Paisley, rosemary, and time A while back, my writerly, author-type friend, Lance and I collaborated on a couple of serial stories. We each had created a character who was both female and fatal. Independent of one another we had brought forth Millicent and Pauley. Millicent was a hired killer with a penchant for poisons, particularly … Continue reading Paisley, rosemary, and time





