I am sure that horror writers are not the only ones who wake from nightmares, hearts pounding, still terrified, and their first thought is
"I can use this!"
Rachel is a writer based in the San Francisco Bay area. A native of humidity and mosquito-thickened environments, she voyaged west with her tabby companions. She saw her first desert in California and lost her heart completely. (She kept moving west because other interested parties said “Are you mad? I can’t find work here.”)
When not writing, she spends way too much time riding her bicycle.
A selection of stories that are available online:
"The road unrolled before her like a perforated ribbon, winding amongst the night-dark trees. Shapes loomed out of the gloom, bone white and twisted strange, and she told herself that they were wood, nothing more, nothing more." Published in Blood Tree Literature, issue 05 (Threads)
"The bass line throbbed through the dim air. People shrieked with laughter and too many well drinks, and Claire knew she never should have come to the reunion." Published in Coffin Bell, Volume #1 Issue #4
Published on Flashes In The Dark
And Straight On Til Morning
Published in Disturbed Digest, March 2017 Issue
There Was No Bell
Published on Lit.cat
Published in Devilfish Review, Issue #20
The Old Farmhouse
Nobody bucks Grandma. Published on Digitally Disturbed