Writing Exercises

Tales of the Lost 4

Absolute chaos erupted from the bar patrons. Jeremiah stood and backed towards the wall, his mouth having open. The four girls were shrieking and crying, arms wrapped around each other. Judith kept pointing at the doctor’s head.  But Sandy was… Read More »Tales of the Lost 4

A Campground Tale

A childhood terror, you ask?  Well. I don’t know about terror. But I have this memory that doesn’t quite line up with… reality?  I was probably seven or eight at the time. I was with my family on vacation at… Read More »A Campground Tale

Horror Prompt 3

Marien Reed brushed her hair off her forehead and smeared flour on her nose before returning her focus to kneading the dough on the countertop. Her seven-year-old son, Stuart, dashed past her and bumped her leg. “Slow down!”  “Sorry mom!”… Read More »Horror Prompt 3

The Bridge

They say no one’s been to the other side. They say no one knows where it leads. They say it’s impossible to cross, and many have fallen to their death. They say I shouldn’t even think about it… But I… Read More »The Bridge

A Creepy Giggle

Julia huddled under her blanket and kept her eyes shut. If she pretended she hadn’t heard anything, maybe it would just go away.  The giggle came again and then a tap tap tap of small feet scurried across the hardwood… Read More »A Creepy Giggle