This house stands (if you can call what this house is doing “standing”) just down the road from where I live. It’s old and rotting away…and I love it. It’s got so much character. It’s been condemned for years and years but, for whatever reason, no one has ever torn it down.

I’m posting these pictures (taken in March 2007 and October 2007 respectively) for my buddies who’ve already read my as-yet-unpublished novel, Waiting for Spring. This is the house my main characters live in. Well, sort of. The fictional version isn’t quite so run down. Almost, but not quite.