'Lovely Creature' At Erin Cole's 13 Days Of Horror

If you get a chance between pumpkin carving, apple bobbing, transforming into vampyres, fairies, devils, ghouls and collecting souls, I mean, candy - swing yourself into the masquerade ball at
Erin Cole's and read 'Lovely Creature'.


AND while you are there, check out the fantastic and horrific writes by Michael J. Solender, Angel Zapata, Paul D. Brazill, Kate Pilarcik, Barry J. Northern, Laurita Miller, Jeffrey S. Callico, John D. Carlucci, and John Wiswell.


A warm thank you to Erin Cole for the invitation and classy pedestal she gave each of us. I’d also like to thank her for inventing the whole '13 Days of Horror’ idea. I feel like I’ve been sitting by a campfire, listening to each tale, and being delightfully scared out of my wits. She’s a fantastic writer and sets the bar for us all when it comes to quality and character.


Thank You, Erin!

#Fridayflash ~ 'Rigged' at The New Flesh

Rigged



The answer to all his problems.

Read at The New Flesh Today!

Thanks to New Flesh editor William Pauley III for publishing my work. The Ezine is fairly new - so check it out, folks.

Also, Erin Cole's 13 Days Of Horror is growing more harrowing by the day. Visit her site for some scares and fantastic stories.

This song played through my head over and over as I was writing Rigged.
Thank you, Aretha!

New Story at Yellow Mama!

One lonely rest stop.
Two sisters.
Their secrets so grim,
even the reaper would kill to know.



Read
Hollow Secrets
At Yellow Mama!



The art work is amazing! A big thank you to Yellow Mama's editor, Cindy Rosmus, for a top notch presentation. I also appreciate the workshop mentality she brings to her magazine to help young authors grow.
This was my first 'real' story accepted last December. It gave me the confidence to keep writing. I appreciate Cindy taking a chance on me - you're the best!

A second shout out to my little sister for whom this story was written.
Happy Birthday, Bobby.
Thanks for helping me drive halfway cross the country two years ago.
And... thanks for not being a serial killer.
Love you!

#FridayFlash ~ Snapped

Ding! Ding! Ding!



The hotel elevator halts between floors twenty-four and twenty- five. The lights flip off, on, off. The exit sign flares red creating a halo about the crown of the old guy’s head, making his deep wrinkles appear as cracked doorways to hell.



To make matters even worse, the fat lady begins to scream.



I feel my center of gravity drop. The elevator is moving and I can’t hear it over the fat lady’s shriek, but I am pretty sure the cable just snapped. We are dropping straight down. It's cool with me though. I fed the monsters in the basement just an hour before; they’d leave me alone.



For now.




Like this one? Read my suspense horror, Hollow Secrets at Yellow Mama !

Featured Author at Full Of Crow

I just about fell out of my chair (and I think I snorted my coffee) when Lynn emailed me with the good news. Lynn Alexander’s talent in expressing art through words and photography (and showcasing others) is 100% classy. I feel humbled to not only have my story 'Art’ published in Full Of Crow, but to be featured as well. (I’m not worthy!)



Thank you, Lynn.



Go check out her creations. You’ll be nothing less than impressed.

Full Of Crow

Mi-Crow

Blink -Ink

The Sphere

Lynn’s Website


Also, read up other Great works that are full of it...Full of Crow that is ~Erin Cole, Michael J Solender, Jeffery S Calico, Walter Conely, M.E. Purfield, and Beto Palaio


pppssstttt....Be sure to check out my micro flash Bunny Bridge at FLASHSHOT this Wednesday, October 7th. Also, coming later this month ~ Hollow Secrets at Yellow Mama and Lovely Creature at Erin Cole's 13 Days Of Horror

#Fridayflash ~ Rabid

'Welcome to the city of lost parents - we will take care!' says the sign.

“I don’t know if we’re doing the right thing. Will they really be happy here?” I ask as we watch rabbits fester through torn tents.

A lady screams and something with curls, a red nose, and lots of white face paint chases her down the street on stilts.

“I already told you, the whistling deer head said they’ll be taken care of. I bet that lady was playing with the clown.”

“I don’t know. Perhaps we should just let them go in the country,” I say and turn to our duct taped parents in the backseat.

“It’s too late,” Greg says as the clowns open the passenger doors and snatch our parents away.

*Some of you will recognize this work previously published on my six sentences blog site . Thanks for reading again!The blog is going wonky. Sorry if the colors are strange and disturbing.