Carl W. Bosch

Aidan put his pencil down and breathed deeply, centering himself. He thought of the techniques Dr. Brasil had taught him. In through...

First, it was the flat tire, then the dog, and yesterday, the cyclist. Colorado was intended to be the trip of his 10 year old life, but...

Is this an actual story? Is it a soliloquy? I play with form at times and I've certainly taken some license with this one. If this is...

Places are haunted. Buildings and structures, forts and castles are especially haunted. We make them haunted. We live inside their...

The second story for Halloween season 2018. A cautionary tale, not a horror story. Children ought to be as young as they are for as long...

The first story to open the month of October on our countdown to Halloween. A celebration of our interconnected, digital, Wi-Fi,...

The Halloween Project Second Ceremony 2018 Last year I embarked on a challenging, dark Halloween activity. Fifteen original horror...

The coffin lid of the “Halloween Project” is officially nailed shut with this final tale. 16 days, 16 stories. It’s been an intense...

Halloween stories just kill me. Maybe I should use a different term. The mood, the evening, the leaves, the laughter and chatter of...

“Try to tell me exactly.” “I told you. I found a man in the bog.” “A man.” “Yes, a man. A dead man, of course. Dead at least a 1000...