Carl W. Bosch

Here is beach story number two.  A touch more disturbing than the previous tale.  Despite all it's beauty, appeal and draw, the ocean ...

For the last seven months I’ve been walking the beach of Long Island Sound.  The beach is replete with stories.  So, the next three tales...

I've heard these stories of yard signs being stolen.  These are difficult times VOTE FOR POPE Arthur's sign announced firmly on the edge...

"This place is an old, creepy piece of shit," Tony announced. "So tell me something I don't already know," Keith replied.  "What do want...

The grey wolf emerged from the darkening edge of the forest and stood alert, nose high, scanning the farmer's farthest fields. ...

Phobias are interesting.  And scary.  And a little crazy.  Just how crazy? I'm not insane. I'm not. But you're not gonna believe that. In...

Last year I had the extreme pleasure of reading "Flight or Fright" a compendium of horror stories all based on flying.  Authors as...

Welcome friends, neighbors, associates, miscreants, and relatives to the fourth annual Halloween Project.  Each October for the last...

We weren't bad, not truly bad. We were rambunctious. We were wise-ass litle punks. We were obnoxious. We were stupid. We were...

Read Good Bones - Part 1 The next three weeks found Andy in any of three places; Police Department, Public Library, or asleep and...