Daily Archives: August 1, 2009

Here are the first two paragraphs of the August short, Hag. Click here to to read the whole thing!

When I finally saw her she scared the ever-living shit out of me. So much in fact, it damn near killed me. When I awoke the morning after my encounter I bolted out of bed, threw on the jeans and T-shirt I wore the day before, slipped on my old, cracked cowboy boots and tore down the stairs. It happened so fast I don’t even remember grabbing the keys as I bolted out the front door. Hell, I don’t even remember shutting it.