I have a story in an amazing new anthology—House of Haunts! In 1823, Josiah Hale built his family a grand home in the sultry heat and blinding glare of the Deep South.It wasn’t long before the shadows crept in. Now, two hundred years later, this grand home […]
From Joe's writing

It’s been so long since I’ve written to you, Dear Diary. My mind has been in such a darkness. It is all I can do to put one foot in front of the other. I have no one to talk to, and the rare days that Obadiah allows me to leave the house it is always with Torrington or another one of his lackeys.

— Leap Year, chapter 58