Original Writing Inspired by King, Poe, and The Twilight Zone
Break time! Pausing my writing compositions for a post dedicated to this fear-lover's fav scary TV theme songs. Click each title if you want to hear its theme. If there are any I've overlooked, add them in the comments section and mention where it would fall on the countdown. If there are any of mine... Continue Reading →
I find this very comforting and humbling. I believe this to be true about God. https://youtu.be/Xlf70K7yPZ8
I have to get the fuck out of this house. The volume on the TV was just above audible but was hitting my ears like an amateur heavy metal band on open mic night. There were no other sounds, though every stud bay behind the drywall could've had a banshee in it; the silence seemed... Continue Reading →
Dear Readers, What's your favorite dark tale? Name it! Had a strange dream or weird idea? Tell me! Having an emotional fit about something lately? Describe that, too! Let me entertain you. So you've read my "About" page, yes? And you know the vibe, the theme here. I'd like you to steer this wheel for... Continue Reading →
I make a mistake repeatedly Sometimes It's a failure on my part A failure To forget that I'm not special That's not to say I'm inferior to fellow man, Not to mean I've low self-esteem I grew tired of laps on the Facebook go 'round (Stayed active for the sake of a good friend and... Continue Reading →
Should it be this easy for me to forget what reality looks like? My runaway imagination always tricks me into thinking that each experience will be a white stallion in a meadow who then takes a thrilling dive off a cliff into a ravine and just before touching water, he sprouts wings and finds a... Continue Reading →
There wasn’t any fear or dread when the thought hit me this morning. Pain was on my mind. Emotional pain and heartache. And I was anticipating it, inviting it even. Why the hell would a person do that? No, I’m no masochist; I don’t even enjoy pain in the slightest, but I can endure a... Continue Reading →
My aunt’s obsession with cats, and animals in general, is something I will never be able to relate to, yet I have always respected and understood the value we reap from animals/pets. The many times I've been around my Auntie Lynne's numerous cats, I remember thinking, Why do these cats always go right towards me... Continue Reading →
Fictional short stories and poems are my writing preference, and so is writing all-new pieces to post here, as I originally resolved to do when I changed this blog to the "public" setting, this past September, but a non-sequitur is happily welcomed sometimes. Hundreds of pages of my past writings, however, are in the form... Continue Reading →
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