Happy Halloween, Creepy Corneristas!I know you're here for the stories, not to read my ramblings for once, so I'll make this quick. THANK YOU to everyone who submitted stories. I read every single one of them, and spent all weekend banging my head against a wall over which ones to include. If

FUN FACT: I spent a good part of my 20s creating a play for young audiences called Mukashi Mukashi. It was my baby. My weird, creepy puppet baby. If you or someone you know were of elementary school age between 2007 and 2013, and lived in either Los Angeles or St. Louis, ...Continue reading 

I was 10 years old when my extended family cut us off. All of them except for my grandma. And it wasn't like we had two sides of the family, because we weren't ever introduced to my dad's side; no fault of his own because he didn't really know them either. So I clung to my grandma. She'd

Before my dad moved to the house on La Salle Road, the house where my dad and his siblings spent most of their childhood, and where I lived as an infant, he lived on Peking Road. A short street only a couple of blocks from the harbor, Dad's family's flat was on the third floor of a long, low

That’s what it looks like out the back door of my new apartment.This was the view out of the window of my Hong Kong apartment only a few short days ago:Things are a little different for ol’ Louise. I’ve gone from the roar of Hong Kong to the silence of...wait for it...Yamaguchi, Japan. Oh, my