My cyberpunk story A Free Man has been accepted by the Simultaneous Times podcast by Space Cowboy Books. In a world where you can purchase a synthetic replica of a person from a vending machine, the best person to frame for a crime you committed may be … yourself.

The glass door slid open with a whoosh, releasing a rush of supercooled air into the store. Steam swirled and spiraled around the synthetic as he stepped from the fab unit and smiled up at his human father. “Hey, Dad. Where’s Mom?”

A sob hitched in the man’s chest. He hugged the boy, then took his hand. “Come on. Let’s go find her.” 

My body horror drabble Only We has been accepted into the Love Me, Love Me Not anthology by Black Hare Press. How close can a couple get before they’re not a couple anymore?

My drabble A Hallmark Ending has been accepted to the Love Me, Love Me Not anthology by Black Hare Press. It’s the perfect fairy tale: a city girl returns to her small home town to reunite with her hunky high school crush … whether he likes it or not.

My historical horror story Everything As It Was has been accepted by Illustrated Worlds Magazine for their second issue. Set in the dust-plagued landscape of 1930s Oklahoma, it’s a story about lost hope, lost faith, and lost children come home.

“I prayed that you’d come home, and the crops would come back, and everything would go back to how it used to be. And now, glory be, here you are.”

Two of my horror drabbles—First Kiss and Holding Hands—have been accepted into the Love Me, Love Me Not anthology by Black Hare Press. Each examines a different phase of a couple’s relationship, from the twisted start to the heartbreaking end.

My short (non-horror) story Firefly has been accepted by Flora Fiction for publication in Spring 2023. It’s a simple story about a young girl who captures a firefly in the back yard to help cheer up her ailing sister.

Missy caught the firefly in mid-air, cupping her hands around it to form a tiny, dark cave. She could feel the insect’s delicate footsteps tickling her skin as it wandered across her palm, searching for a way out.

“Got you!” she whispered, victorious.