Category: Horror

‘Where the Children Used to Play’: A story about what happens after the horror

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Hey guys! How we all doing? Sick of this constant barrage of stories yet? Well, I’m afraid we’re not quite done yet — but we’re almost there! This next one I’m really rather fond of. It was written for the contest A Moment Like This, and for a while I was thinking about using the prompt, “Write a story told entirely through one chase scene,” but in the end, I went for, “Write a story about a summer afternoon spent in a treehouse.” I don’t want to become predictable, after all! Anyway, the title of my story is Where the Children Used to Play, and you can read it here on WordPress or over on my Reedsy profile.

They couldn’t climb, so she knew she was safe, even if only temporarily.

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Well, until next time, guys and gals — stay safe, and look after each other. 🙂

Check out my second person POV horror story: ‘Treading Water’!

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So very nearly all caught up! I must admit, I’ll be a little bit sad once I don’t have a story to post every day or so. I guess I’ll just have to write even more! 😉

This next piece was highly experimental, as it was written in the second person perspective. I’ve never played around with this POV before, so it was brand new. I had a lot of fun with it, and reckon the end product is actually pretty effective! It was written for the contest Second Person. I chose the prompt, “You looked out the window and, not for the first time, thought about how wrong the weather forecast had been.” The title of my story is Treading Water, and — as always! — you can read it here on WordPress, or over on my Reedsy profile.

“It was supposed to be a sunny day,” you say to yourself, as the rain lashes against the window which has cracked into a spiderweb.

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Well, that’s all for today! Hope you liked the story! Until next time, guys…

‘Living and Dying in 42 Beachley Street’: An apocalyptic story written during lockdown

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We’re halfway through July. How the hell are we halfway through July!? The year is just flying past, isn’t it? I guess that can be mostly (but not completely) attributed to the pandemic and the ensuing lockdown.

Appropriately, this next one was written in the middle of lockdown, for the contest Close to Home. I chose the prompt, “Write a story about two neighbours talking from their yards, windows, balconies, etc.” The title of my story is Living and Dying in 42 Beachley Street, and you can read it here on WordPress or over on my Reedsy profile.

I held my breath as the silhouette of the little old lady turned around at the sound of my veranda door opening, then sighed internally when she waved cheerfully in my direction.

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I really like this one, and it’s actually the kinda vibe I’m going for in my current WIP (stay tuned…). I hope you guys liked it! Until next time — be careful of your zombie neighbours.

Friday Afternoon Frights: Biscuit

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“This is the worst thing that’s ever happened to me!” she screamed.

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“Worse than when your biscuit falls in your tea?” I asked, but I don’t think she heard me over the maniac’s chainsaw.

Every Friday afternoon, I’ll write a two-sentence comedy/horror story, based on a randomly generated word. This week’s word is biscuit!

My comedic zombie story, ‘Sequel to the Apocalypse’, was shortlisted for the Reedsy contest!

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Whew, look at me go! Getting through these at breakneck pace! Pretty soon I’ll have all caught up. This next one is a comedy story about zombies, set in a fantasy world. I just let loose and had fun with it! This was written for the contest Write It Down, and was shortlisted — which is always a lovely confidence boost! I chose the prompt, “Write a story about an author who was just published a book.” The title of my short story is Sequel to the Apocalypse, and you can read it here on WordPress or over on my Reedsy profile!

Baldahr Seltro didn’t mean to cause The Great Undead Uprising of the third century (third century post-Reckoning, that was) but cause it he did.

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I really quite liked this one. I hope you guys enjoyed it too!

Read my short YA horror story, ‘The Hands That Rattle the Cage’!

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Hey there, everyone! Back again! Sorry for the radio silence, but I moved to a new apartment and was without proper internet for roughly a month. I kept writing though — I’m always writing! So, on with catching up on the Reedsy backlog!

This one was written for the contest You’ve Got a Friend in Me. I chose the prompt, “Write a story about two people who meet and become instant friends.” The title of my story is The Hands That Rattle the Cage, and you can read it either here on WordPress or over on my Reedsy profile!

“Hey!”

The shout startled her from her reverie. Jackie opened her eyes and squinted up at the sun. It was about midday, by her estimates.

“Hey, you!”

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Well, that’s about it for today! I’ll be catching up on all the others over the coming days! In the meantime, stay safe, everyone!

Friday Afternoon Frights: Harsh

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“The harsh reality of life is that the truth needs explaining,” he explained, in a lecturelike manner.

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“Yes,” agreed the police interrogator, “which is why we’d like you to tell us what you did with the bodies,”

Feel free to participate, and add your own two-sentence shocker inspired in any way, shape or form by the prompt! This week’s word is harsh.