Hello, Shirley. We’ve been expecting you to look inside and see how long these thoughts have taken to brew. Some thirty years, isn’t that what you’d say? That’s a long, long time for guilt to grip you with its teeth of clay. Enter the house, Shirley. Look all around. Dig with your hands in the … Continue reading The Haunting of Hill House – Marilyn Rea Beyer
Hello, Shirley. We’ve been expecting you to look inside and see how long these thoughts have taken to brew. Some thirty years, isn’t that what you’d say? That’s a long, long time for guilt to grip you with its teeth of clay. Enter the house, Shirley. Look all around. Dig with your hands in the … Continue reading The Haunting of Hill House – Marilyn Rea Beyer
Yes, it was a Good Night. Moon was full and golden as the heat on the beach at noon. Exhausted from the day, I rode the train to a place where soon stories would arrive and people would tell them, ones I hadn’t known. We’d listened and laughed and were moved, quickening the fresh boon … Continue reading Good Night Moon – Marilyn Rea Beyer
Brave & Reckless 