Sorry but this has been an odd week. Need a quick breather with a blast from the past (originally posted on October 6, 2014). Cracked “Step on a crack and break your moma’s back.” Little Jimmy sang the rhyme as he skipped across the sidewalk. The broken concrete spiderwebbed with …
View Past the Edge of Night Sara scanned into the distance just over the edge of the cliff. “You were right,” she said. “The view is amazing. I can’t believe we never came out this way before.” “Zack told me about it last week. Told him I was looking for …
This blast from the past comes to us from October of 2014. The Junkie’s Breakfast Mornings were the worst. Gary coughed, snorted, coughed again. Then he scratched his arm, just below his elbow. Needle marks, red and abused lined up at the vein. How long had it been? A week? …
Luck Be a Lady Jack threw the dice without looking at the table. He realized as they left his hand he hadn’t moved his bet, let it ride and it was all the money he had left. As the dice rumbled and rolled, he felt time stop in that brief …
This blast from the past was originally published in August of 2014. Kiss of the Emerald Blade Steve stepped around the chalk outline, as his camera continued to flash. He stopped at the top of the head and snapped off three pictures of the blood splatter at different angles. “I’m …
This one is a bit risqué at times but never fear, it goes right into the strange and odd that we can expect. Chasing Death The sounds of the hammer beating against wood and nail rang out in the still morning air. Jarad had been at it for hours. Cutting, …
(story note) This is going to be a blast from the past. I am back in the office but still pulled away as I process the reason for being away this week. (which I will go through next week once I sort it all out) Just as a quick idea …
The Eager Servant The lantern’s light bounced and swayed as he walked down the stone stairway. At the bottom of the stairs, the dirt floor muffled the sounds of his footfalls as he walked to the center of the room and the raised altar. He reached into the inner pockets …
The Hangin Tree The note said to meet her at the hangin’ tree at a quarter to midnight. He shone his flashlight on it again just to be sure. It hadn’t changed. Jimmy circled around the tree with his light off, following the path of the moon. The full moon …
Some of you may remember this story. It was written a while back and is part of the collection of odd love stories Fractured Hearts. I am sharing it today as part of the Bloody Valentine Horror event. The Job As he washed his blood from her shirt, he muttered, …