A Dem Bones FairytaleOct 31st, 2011 by Stella Cretek
High on a hill in a tower built of bones, the Scribe etches tales on the boulders themselves. Stella offers a creepy tale for your Halloween pleasure.
The Queen who demanded seven inchesJun 5th, 2011 by Stella Cretek
It was known that while the ladies of the court collected rubies and pearls, the Queen was given to collecting…sausages.
Apr 24th, 2011 by Judith Ann Moriarty
With the Royal Wedding is a week away, folks are in a tizzy over the Prince's hair. Judith pens an ode to the receding follicles of HRH William of Wales.
The Saga of Bridget & JohnMar 17th, 2011 by Judith Ann Moriarty
Each year when everyone but the Irish celebrate St. Pat’s Day, my thoughts turn to the whereabouts of me great grandmudder, a rippin' wench if there ever was one.
A Dem Bones FairytaleMar 5th, 2011 by Stella Cretek
Snug in his underground sett, the Badger couldn’t help but notice the rumbling of thousands of boot-clad feet as they shook the ground above his abode...
A Dem Bones FairytaleFeb 13th, 2011 by Stella Cretek
I met him online -- "Pea@pickapea.com." Figuring he’d be just right for a Princess like me, I decided to give it a shot.
The Chocolate-Covered CroneDec 26th, 2010 by Stella Cretek
She dared to peek over the edge of the vat and tumble in. A few gulps and she was coated from head to toe. But beneath the chocolate crust, her heart beat on...
OnychophagiaSep 5th, 2010 by Judith Ann Moriarty
Nail biters are like squirrels. You can hardly ever beat them down.
Aug 22nd, 2010 by Stella Cretek
I alone know who swung that ax. I can see her now … her flaming red hair blowing in the wind.