Category: Creative Writing

The Banshee Beetle

Just as you’re about to sleep, you hear a rustling. You look over your shoulder but nothing’s there. A shadow moves across the corner of your left eye, your head turns, but again you find yourself alone in the night. Shrugging it off, you close your eyes and try to sleep, but you can’t pretend

The California House Snake

A relative newcomer to the Great American Wild, and not quite so wild as the rest you’ll meet in your travels, you should always be vigilant — or you might end up sharing room and board — with a California House Snake. Not just venomous, but poisonous even to the touch (some say that merely seeing

The Rock Duck

Subsisting mainly on a diet of smaller canyon mammals, this smallish medium-large bird (bigger than the family dog, but only by enough) isn’t a duck at all, but rather a member of the raptor family– a kind of hawk or buzzard or vulture. The Rock Duck got its name not because of its looks (for

The Dancing Deer

Out in the middle of New Mexico, where the fertile Rio Grande river valley cuts through the foothills of some unknown mountain range, and desert gives way to a lush pine forest, somewhere along the road from Roswell to Alamogordo, you’ll find the most curious and horrible kind of deer. Easily 10 feet high at

Notes from Under the Grounds, part two.

Part II. Now, kids, what I want to tell you, whether you’re listening or not, is why I couldn’t even be a bitch. Honestly, there were plenty of times I wished I could be a bitch. But the wish never came true. Really, kids, I now know that being connected—“plugged in” as we used to