Renee Bradshaw

stories from around the bend


September 2016

Clarity Cedar Valley Hauntings

Clarity! It’s happened to me! Right in front of my face, cannot hide it. Clarity!   I wrote a book this past summer called She Went Home and while I absolutely fell madly in love with my main cast of… Continue Reading →

A Rose By Any Other Name… Would still smell like bathroom spray

Names are pretty damn important, wouldn’t you say? Just ask the little girl from Neverending Story   What’s in a Name? Oh! Oh! This is where I get to quote Shakespeare. What’s Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor… Continue Reading →

Green flash fiction

  Charlotte ate green peppers all day long. I supposed that’s why her shit was green, but hell, I don’t know. I was also missing a small tube of paint, and hell if I could remember what color it was…. Continue Reading →

Sand flash fiction

    She looked at her fingers. Or rather, she looked for her fingers. They were buried in the sand, but she could feel them wriggling. They were working their way back to the surface. A cool mist hit her… Continue Reading →

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