The rules are very strict.

You look back on some little decision you made and realize all the things that happened because of it, and you think to yourself "if only I'd known," but, of course, you couldn't have known.

A story comes to you; it isn't like you choose it. You have no real control.

I still have this deep-down fear that if I go poking into the bushes I might find a dead body.

I never thought that people my own age could die, let alone be murdered. Things like that didn't happen in 1955. The suburbs were a safe place, where nobody even locked their doors.

I don't feel like writing any more ghost stories.

here, there, and everywhere"-an opinionated riddle.