I think of the five characters in the book, Jessie is the one so much like my real self. She is quiet, more reasoning than Justin. Where he is my desire of something I wasn't,...
In a way Justin Dawson is an allegory for some of the things I wished for after I was grown. I wanted to be a more mischievous child, to have a twin or a younger...
Suddenly, a long and haunting note pierced the night air. A deep reverberating hum settled along the old iron bars like a tuning fork as a stone embedded in the rust at my feet came...
I happen to like the way the last post shows the beginnings of the mystery of the Phantom Train. We start to transition to the world of the surreal. I worked very hard on the...
Jessie sighed. Her eyes narrowed like little blue icicles on me. “Fine, I’ll go fifty yards into the old tunnel but no more! Don’t forget, you were the one who didn’t want to come last...