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    • Your poems are very creepy, but this is my favorite of them. You do horror very well.
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Archive for January, 2011

Le Loup Garou

by Cathy Douglas Were he doing this for anything but humanitarian reasons, Fr. Jean-Michel would have been terrified. He experienced a moment of panic each time he broached the question to one of the women, but it was worth it to put an end to their tears of desperation. And desperate times these were, with [...]

28Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Soul-keeper

by Christina Bejjani Flames erupted all around Phirae. Though she instinctively knew that they were not a part of her dream, it didn’t stop that unreal second from being frightening. She jerked awake with her sheets tangled around her legs and her heart pounding a mile a minute. Phirae groaned, pressing her pillow in front [...]

26Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

The Tower

By Franklin W. Reece I was driving home from school and on the way, stopped to pick up Mom from work. She was the glue in our family and always the one who set the standards for us to abide by. She constantly was organizing everything. Who did what and when. Once in the car, [...]

24Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Tendencies

By D. Andell Walter Thompson stood, poised and calm, on the roof of the building at the corner of Washington and Grand, watching the little toy cars blur their way through traffic. From his perch, he watched the great accumulation of life hustle about the world below him. He laughed quietly to himself, as everyone [...]

19Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Picking Up Chicks In Graveyards

By D. Andell The rain was coming down in sheets as Marcus Pratt circled his way back off the interstate and into town. It had been a fairly slow week for him, and the current storm wasn’t helping. Usually, by now, he would have come across half a dozen foul smelling hitchhikers waiting at the [...]

19Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

The Late Bus

By D. Andell Joel did not like taking the late bus. Due to the nature of his job as a film projectionist, he was used to working nights, but was usually out no later then 10 o’clock which tended to keep a few more passengers on the bus which, in turn, left Joel feeling slightly [...]

19Jan2011 | | 1 comment | Continued

The Dead Man In House #10

By D. Andell Jimmy leaned over the water fountain, keeping his eyes on the closed auditorium door. The hall was clear, for now, and he was only a dozen steps away. He checked up and down the corridor for any wandering ushers. It was completely empty. He took a deep breath, and stepped away from [...]

18Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Boogey Man

By D. Andell Every night, at three past midnight exactly, Douglas Burns is awoken by the light scratching of tiny, clawed hands raking across the inside of his closet door. While his mind begins to clear from the post-sleep fog, he finds himself immobile, as he always is, body stuck to the bed as if [...]

17Jan2011 | | 1 comment | Continued

This Side of the Barrier

By Marc Colten There was not a sound in the room, other than the voices of the speakers. No humming from the cold lighting or the sound of the air being recycled. The cameras and microphones recording the session were behind the walls, undetectable from inside. The interview room was illuminated to a uniform glow; [...]

17Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

LAST DAYS

By Dr. Mel Waldman Last days, lacerated time, shrinking space, frozen face, the universe closing in on us; we didn’t know your life approached extinction. The days disappeared eerily, and when they reached finality, you passed away, forgetting how to breathe, unable to sustain even one more breath. Just before that poignant moment of unbearable [...]

14Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

THE GARDEN

By Dr. Mel Waldman Clutching my sacred manuscripts, I stroll through the garden, gazing at my pretty flowers, my vibrant red and white roses blooming in the glorious sun and my old and dying daisies and sunflowers, shriveled up and vanishing into the earth. Letting go, saying goodbye. Why? I saunter around my garden and [...]

14Jan2011 | | 2 comments | Continued

THE HOUSE OF TRAUMA

By Dr. Mel Waldman I live in the House of Trauma, my labyrinthine mansion of infinite rooms where I keep my alter egos locked up. I keep my multiple identities safe from each other and me, and cut off from many dark horrific memories, the devastating truths of my existence, my unbearable past. But each [...]

14Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

THE GHOST OF OUR EXISTENCE

By Dr. Mel Waldman The ghost of our existence is here, inside my little room of being and becoming. And it is out there with you, wherever you are, wherever you go. It is everywhere, surrounding and enclosing us in a sphere of life. It engulfs us in a metaphysical ball as vast as the [...]

14Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

REQUIEM FOR THE LIVING

By Dr. Mel Waldman November days, early winter, heavy swirling snowfall rushes to earth, covers Old Brooklyn; the whirling glimmering whiteness, a curse, a blessing; the blizzard blinds me, seems to last forever, doesn’t cease for days, the days linger for eternity;  I’m lost in the endless passage of time; and now, I hear the [...]

14Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

A Petal Plucked from Hell

By A.J. Huffman She waits in the wilting ruins of a crackless garden. For a serpent cold enough to skate her greenest beauty. And lick the venom from the dagger in her palm. No tags for this post.

11Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

When the Last Dance is Done

By A.J. Huffman The clock rings silent. And a lone cloud spreads. Tracing her steps across a broken floor. There is a scream behind the dark. And another angel closes his eyes. They are in death’s hands now. But the music remains. It binds their feet. Together. And softens the cold as the leaden curtain [...]

11Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Above the Hands of Death

By A.J. Huffman Stuffed. In protective orange, I search for the balance. On the stepped pedestal to the right of death. A baby doll dangles beside me. Broken. The insides are missing. They slipped. With my memory. Through the lasso tied around his wrist. They lay, forgotten now. Among his ashes. And my dust. No [...]

11Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Mac Morris’s Sick Day

By Charles Anderson The universe ended on September 5th. Its finale happened when Alexander Mackenzie ‘Mac’ Morris no longer wanted to go to work. So it wasn’t surprising that the end came, but what was surprising was that the universe had lasted so long in the first place. Mac never knew he held the power [...]

10Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Blood Oath

By Marc Colten It was in the early 1980′s, as the full horror of what had actually taken place in Viet-Nam began to surface, that Ted Boyd first saw the name of his old friend in the newspaper. Captain Philip Crane’s name would appear more and more often through the next few years as the [...]

10Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

LEARNING TO SHUDDER

By Doug Johnson Mr. Gunderson handed Bill the crossbow nodding in approval. After a roaring fire, and chocolate all over the boys’ faces, Bill begged his Dad to tell them a story. It didn’t take long for him to get going. Bill said, Mr. Gunderson rose up to his full frame with the campfire flickering [...]

10Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Thor – Movie Trailer

In theaters Friday, May 06, 2011 The powerful but arrogant warrior Thor is cast out of the fantastic realm of Asgard and sent to live amongst humans on Earth, where he soon becomes one of their finest defenders. Tags: thor, theaters

7Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Truth or Dare

By Timothy Franklyn “Oh, you’re lying,” Yasmin sparked up, ceasing to play with her bushy brown hair just long enough to wave a scoffing hand. “Like hell I am,” Darian said. Three sets of rolling eyes around the room suggested no one else believed him either. “What’s the penalty for lying in Truth or Dare?” [...]

7Jan2011 | | 1 comment | Continued

Top authors set to take part in Essex Book Festival

Source: BBC News Tom Courtenay, David Baddiel, Andrea Levy and Sara Paretsky are among the top names set to appear at the 2011 Essex Book Festival. The event now in its 12th year attracts a host of award-winning writers every March, at venues across the county. “This year’s line-up for the festival brings together established [...]

5Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

’2012′ is the most absurd sci-fi movie

Source: The Times of India Hollywood blockbuster “2012″, starring John Cusack and Thandie Newton, is the worst ever science fiction film, according to NASA scientists. The US space agency said that the end-of-the-world flick is the most “scientifically flawed of its genre”. Bruce Willis’s “Armageddon”, in which an asteroid the size of Texas was broken [...]

5Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

The Door

By Terry Ady My wife, Joan, and I where bundled together on our couch when the phone rang. At first I didn’t want to put in the few inches of effort to pick it up. But after the 4th ring I decided to answer, just in case it was something important. The voice on the [...]

5Jan2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Shoes

by Andrew Reaves The salt wind beat at the walls of the shack. It howled in violent gusts; it slammed the shutters mercilessly; it had already ripped one away and carried it off into the dark and now threatened the other with every screaming breath. Great, white-crested waves broke onto the beach with hardly a [...]

4Jan2011 | | 1 comment | Continued