Full-length novel The House On Astor Street, distributed a few chapters at a time.
Hey Readers! If you haven’t already, be sure to check out other posts here to read previous chapters of The House On Astor Street. Enjoy! Chapter Eighteen The rest of the weekend was a blur of restaurants, museums, Navy Pier, walks along the lake front, a show at the Oriental Theater, a trip to the top of the Sears…
Hey Readers! If you haven’t already, be sure to check out other posts here to read previous chapters of The House On Astor Street. Enjoy! Chapter Fifteen There was a knock at the door and Jason got up to answer it. Tracy yelled from the spare room, “Please tell me that’s the pizza. I’m starving!” They were settling in from…
Hey Readers! If you haven’t already, be sure to check out other posts here to read previous chapters of The House On Astor Street. Enjoy! Chapter Twelve “Happy Birthday, Jason!” Candace called from behind the desk as he made his way through the lobby. She was fussing with something on the floor near her feet and soon produced a pink…
Hey Readers! If you haven’t already, be sure to check out other posts here to read previous chapters of The House On Astor Street. Enjoy! 2011 Chapter Nine “Excuse me… sorry… excuse me.” Jason pushed his way through the commuters crowded around the doors. The chimes above the exit began to sound as he squeezed past two guys on their…
Hey Readers! If you haven’t already, be sure to check out other posts here to read previous chapters of The House On Astor Street. Enjoy! Chapter Six It was a bitterly cold night, but there was no snow on the ground. Accent lighting drew beams of orange pillars up the stone columns that adorned the front of the palatial building.…
Hey Readers! If you haven’t already, be sure to check out other posts here to read previous chapters of The House On Astor Street. Enjoy! Chapter Four Margot set the picture down and took her place back on the couch across from Adam. Adam, still smiling, leaned back into the couch and crossed his arms, “So, what was it like…
1987 Chapter One The fire hummed and crackled, throwing their shadows against the walls of the library. Intricately carved mahogany columns supported what seemed like hundreds of shelves full of leather-bound books, and the room glowed a rich brown from a combination of the dim, art deco lamps, and the warm fire radiating from the fireplace. There was a still…
I am excited to introduce a project that I began working on at the start of the Covid-19 pandemic. Inspired by the City of Chicago and allowing my imagination to run free, I wrote a novel-length story about a magical world that exists right under our noses. For many of my friends and family that read this, they may find…