I’m a dresser-upper. Since I was a little kid I’ve donned the clothes of characters. From a pilgrim on Thanksgiving to a decked out green kid going to school on St. Patrick’s Day, I dressed up whenever I could get away with it. High school spirit week was the best. I dressed in a toga,… Read More

Abigail Newton entered through the arched doorway into Bran Castle. “Hello?” Only the lonesome whistle of wind answered. Straightening her shoulders and clutching her notebook, she called louder. “Mister Dracula? I’m here for the interview.” A flash of movement caught her eye, and she gasped as the shadow stepped away from the velvet papered wall…. Read More