I love reading horror, but I'm never quite scared by it. That is, until I picked up a book of @brianevenson.bsky.social's stories.
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"I seem to be standing on your clothing," he told the other.
"It's not my clothing," the face said.
"No?" said Grauer. "What is it?"
"My skin," the face said.
This fellow's dance deserves a Sisters of Mercy soundtrack and some blacklights
Image is ‘Knight at the Crossroads’ (1878), a painting by Viktor Vasnetsov. It features an armored man on a white horse, looking across an open field. Text reads Rider in the Widow Lands: A Sword and Sorcery Short Story by Coy Hall.
Experimenting by releasing a short story on Kindle & KU. Rider in the Widow Lands is a 25 page sword & sorcery tale. Available now! Mybook.to/widowlands
This is Sunday sorted
One day left to submit your work to Nightmare Magazine! We close at 11 pm tomorrow night.
As ever, we're looking for short stories under 7500 words, flash stories 0-1500 words long, poetry, and creative nonfiction.
The DOOM SCROLL call for submissions opens TOMORROW. Social media horror.
Please spread the word.
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#horror #publishing #callforsubmissions #mundanehorror #socialmedia #fiction
#DOOMSCROLL #Writersky #Writers #writingcommunity
Just joined the Horror Writer's Association #HWA 🤘
all for love
Halfway through King Sorrow, and I am pleased to report that @stephenking.bsky.social's habit of mentioning a "blue chambray shirt" in every novel is a legacy that Joe Hill carries proudly.
Loving the book so far! (and reading it in my red flannel shirt, for all you shirtheads out there)
Ayyyyy! My old college town bookstore! My ghost still lingers there.
Do thou, too, remain warm among ice.
NYT push alert: "A person was shot dead today during a struggle with federal agents in Minneapolis, according to officials."
By who? Who shot the person dead? You saw the video. We all know a federal agent shot a man dead who was prone on the ground. Also, it's not "according to officials." It's according to verified video seen with your eyes. Not saying what anyone can obviously see with their eyes is a form of lying.
I sure miss when it used to be fun to Look At The Internet
He said the thing!!!
Schrödinger's president
Well if this isn't the coolest thing I've ever seen! Amazing work @cosmonautcloud.bsky.social!
That cover art is siiiicckk!
AAAAAAAHH! Print ARCs of THE BOATMAN by @alexgrecian.bsky.social just came in.
Coming April 7.
badhandbooks.com/purchasedire...
What a nice message to wake up to this morning! The Fathomeer can be found in This World of Vile Wonder - check it out if you prefer the sea to keep its secrets.
Oh wow, thank you so much for the kind words! I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Wrote this a year ago, not sure if I ever shared it. Gotta click thru to @gavagai.com for the whole thing.
A cropped image of Martin Luther King Jr.s crossed arms, etched in stone at his memorial.
Inauguration Day Blues — by J.M. Thor
Woke up this morning
Got the baby on the potty
Got screamed at
Did not scream back though i needed to
I held it like a big kid
Made egg salad on toast because
The store only had hard boiled
Kids have the day off school
And I have the day off work
Not to honor …
You heard the fella, pre-order The Boatman!
Its the kind of book you can read in a day and think about for the rest of your life. Highly recommended! Thank you to @badhandbooks.bsky.social for the advance copy.
Just finished The Boatman, @alexgrecian.bsky.social's upcoming, and it was a real treat. My favorite kind of spec fic, where one small thing is different and we examine what scenarios may unspool. Its a poignant meditation on mortality and legacy, and surprisingly, also a breezy beach read. 1/
“I saw the sun coming out,” said Frog. “I saw birds sitting and singing in a tree. I saw my mother and father working in their garden. I saw flowers in the garden.”
While the pasty incels who work the federal agencies continue to churn out feeble, bloodless AI pastiches of Axis propaganda, here’s how a living breathing artist powerfully invokes design history. This is by illustrator Emily K in South Philly, a free poster-sized download on her website: →
Like how many books will not get written, how many paintings will not get finished, how many songs will go unsung because these fuckers in charge make us too stressed out to find the mental space to be creative
Feeling very distant from inspiration right now. I'm sure I'm not the only one
Text: ON FRIDAY, JUNE 5, 1998, five teenagers went on a camping trip in the middle of the forest. ONLY FOUR OF THEM RETURNED.
The book gods have determined that THE STAIRCASE IN THE WOODS is a mere $1.99 on your favorite electromagnetic reading platform if you’d like an easy entry point to friendship breakups, broken people, creepy interstitial terrain, and a haunted house that is a house that haunts. Tell your friends!
