Hi! I'm Kelly.

As a writer, I've always been interested in family stories. When I heard of a Satanic cult in my family tree, I thought I'd found the story of a lifetime. Read more.

Day Three in the Hospital

Day Three in the Hospital

Either my head is swimming in pain pills or my head is swimming in pain.

I don’t think I’ve had a lucid thought since my fall. I keep thinking that if I shift my leg one inch to the right, or move the pillow down further under my knee, that the sharp pains would stop and I’d feel a little more comfortable. But of course it doesn’t help.

I’ve drafted half a dozen Facebook status updates detailing my accident, but I always delete them before I hit “publish.” What purpose would they serve? They all seem so self-piteous.

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Fighting the Demogorgon

Fighting the Demogorgon

Everything hurts.

Everything hurts.