Christmas on Amity Street

Tyrone said, “Mama had a silver tree covered with red and green balls. Oh, and candy canes. She had this big old light that shone on the tree with a wheel that changed the colors from red to blue to green to yellow. You should’ve seen it. On Christmas morning, we’d come downstairs and there’s be a present or two for us underneath it. That was cool.”

My reading material at the Poe House author event.

Reading Mr. Poe

Yesterday I was fortunate enough to read Edgar Allan Poe’s “MS. Found in a Bottle,” a short story he wrote while living in the West Baltimore house. It’s said this story of a storm-tossed ship launched Mr. Poe’s career as a weaver of strange and eerie tales. Much more frightening was opening my own work…

December happenings!

With National Novel Writing Month over, I’m emerging from my writing cave for two really fun events in December—besides the Christmas holidays, of course. First up, Sunday, Dec. 8, at 2 p.m., I am the featured reader at the Poe House and Museum‘s monthly Authors Series. I will be reading from Mr. Poe’s “MS. Found…

READ: Mrs. Poe

When I saw Mrs. Poe by Lynn Cullen, I couldn’t resist. I volunteer at the Edgar Allan Poe House in Baltimore every now and again. One of the things I usually have to explain is how this is the house where he fell in love with the teenager who later became his wife. Virginia, his younger…