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Prom night turned out to be a bust for a high school senior who claims she was denied entry because of the size of her breasts. Brittany Minder of Silverdale, Wash. came to the school dance in a strapless gown designed for large-chested women, but staff didn't allow her in until she covered her cleavage with a shawl, the Associated Press reported. Minder said she has worn similarly-styled dresses to other Central Kitsap High School events. The prom's dress code allows strapless dresses only if the cleavage is covered. Minder's parents say their daughter was singled out because of her physique and they want a public apology, KOMO-TV reported. She stayed for only an hour because the ordeal "took the magic out of the night," she said, according to Gawker. The officials enforcing the dress code were acting like boobs, according to Kim Minder, Brittany's mom. "All women are not created equal, and you cannot compare a golf ball to a grapefruit. It ain't gonna happen," Minder told KOMO-TV.

That’s the premise of this story, in which our protagonist Larry learns that sometimes the only answer is all of the above. Bump (published in Dayton Daily News) – This is a ghost story with a twist. What if – instead of haunting a dwelling – a ghost haunted a person?
eclipse cassidy blackout grommet window curtain panel 63-inch whiteThis story won Best in Show in the Antioch Writers’ Workshop/Dayton Daily News Story Contest in 2012, allowing me to attend the fabulous Antioch Writers’ Workshop.
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) – There’s a stretch of State Route 48 in Dayton that has a bunch of businesses and apartment buildings that employ a whole cast of characters to stand on the sidewalk and advertise for them. I always make a point of waving to these oddballs, who inspired this quirky tale of love and hiding-in-plain-sight. ) – Honestly, I never felt that I really nailed the ending of this story, but I always loved the premise. A weary traveler stops at a rest area for some sleep. He falls in love with a woman sleeping in a nearby car. Hours later, the car’s still there, but she’s gone. GAG (published in AMOK! ) – In this story set in the near future, the manic zombies are called Retches, and their souls, known as Shades, haunt random electronic appliances. The zombie plague was initially spread by a computer virus. I harnessed a different voice for GAG, with lots of cool techno-speak and fun world building. This story also won one of the anthology’s Editor’s Awards. ) – St. Patrick’s Day and zombies.

) – As a kid, one of the coolest things ever was seeing Frankenstein meet the Wolf Man, or seeing King Kong take on Godzilla. Hell, as an adult, I was way too excited to see Freddy go toe-to-toe with Jason. I reckon this story is my contribution to the monster vs. monster genre: werewolf versus zombie. Having said all that, there’s a nice, heartbreaking father/daughter element to this story. ) – back in May 2015. I’d expected to write something subtle and creepy. Instead, after reading the winning entry’s survey responses, I came up with something epic and brutal–a kind of hybrid of Lovecraft and Waterworld with a pirating twist. Mr. Shady (published in Intersections: Six Tales of Ouija Horror) – This novella-length story appears in the first book that I co-published with author Megan Hart under our imprint, Howling Unicorn Press. In this dark tale, you’ll enter a world where the entrance to the afterlife is broken, refusing entry to the poor souls trying to pass on.

When the newly deceased ghost Molly is summoned by a Ouija board, she joins forces with the ghost of the girl she killed in her own fatal car accident. These unlikely partners must race against time to escape the sinister spirit Mr. Shady, who’s determined to turn the entire ghostly population into his own personal army. Plaything (published by Theme of Absence) – In autumn of 2014, a dear friend showed me a break wall near Cleveland. After leaving, I couldn’t not write this story. If you’ve ever seen one of these massive constructions, then you’ll understand how their immense scale could prompt such a tale. If you haven’t seen a break wall, then hopefully my description does it justice. Poser in Blue (published in Macabre Cadaver) – I wrote this story while attending the Antioch Writers Workshop in Yellow Springs, Ohio. It’s a great workshop, if you ever have the opportunity to attend. Stink of Animosity (published in the final issue of Necrotic Tissue, and later on Pseudopod) – I love werewolves.