You didn't think I would end the evening without a gift would you? It's not my work, but those of the Creepypasta club, but it is read by Mr. Creepypasta himself. Three Scary Christmas tales... enjoy!
Sweet Dreams!
Friday, December 25, 2015
Christmas for the Dead
I must say I had a cheerful Christmas this year as I was able to see some of my family and some of the wife's. Gifts were exchanged, but the lack of small children made it more of an exercise in futility as you always get a gift that the person assumes you would like. Not that I'm complaining, no! Gifts are a fine thing to give as well as receive. My gifts to my family have been fairly simple things that were easy to get
My father wants (will be celebrating Christmas with him next week) a story written for him about his father in a Horror situation. Seeing as the man was a no-nonsense gun nut who was never without a cigarette or a beer makes for an interesting protagonist, so I'll be writing up something pretty messed up. For my mother, I got here a pin of the Mockingjay from the movie. She loved it, thank goodness, and offered me my gifts.
For my wife, they gave her gloves, a ski cap and a scarf along with a pair of scented candles. For me, I received new shoes and some books. One happens to be Clarissa Johal's The Island, which I plugged a few weeks ago as good gifts for Christmas. I also received some other reading material as well as some pistachios and a red wax candle for my own use. All nice gifts.
I then spent the day (after going home to take a nap with the wife) at her grandfather's house, He is not in good health but is of sound mind, and recognized me and the wife within seconds of seeing us. He spoke with me for a few minutes before turning to my wife, who I left with her grandfather for a private moment. I went to the backyard to meet the rest of the family and enjoyed myself immensely. My chronic pain didn't bother me as bad as it normally does, and I'd taken the maximum dosage of anti-anxiety medication so I was a happy camper. I talked music and philosophy imparted wisdom of how school is not about being smart but putting in the effort. and generally enjoyed the vibe of family members that I could relate to an extent.
We've finally returned home, my wife now playing a video game while I relax at my desk and begin to pour over an article of writing to edit for Monday's release. I plan on having another week of horror movies tacked onto the day's story for the rest of December, after which I'll then just revert to the old way of just posting stories. I seem to be growing in popularity if the new recording of the "Crimson Grove" is any indication, which of course is flattering.
I can feel the pull of the Grave on my weary bones but I shan't retire for the evening. I have work of editing and adding to my library of work before I'll feel comfortable relaxing. As for the all of you, dear readers, I thank you for reading my stories and enjoying my work. I know I don't edit as much as I should, but I have a new program that should be helping clean up my prose. I now take a bow and promise new stories and surprises for the New Year; I have many ideas that should be making the many novels I have posted take some interesting turns.
Sweet Dreams!
My father wants (will be celebrating Christmas with him next week) a story written for him about his father in a Horror situation. Seeing as the man was a no-nonsense gun nut who was never without a cigarette or a beer makes for an interesting protagonist, so I'll be writing up something pretty messed up. For my mother, I got here a pin of the Mockingjay from the movie. She loved it, thank goodness, and offered me my gifts.
For my wife, they gave her gloves, a ski cap and a scarf along with a pair of scented candles. For me, I received new shoes and some books. One happens to be Clarissa Johal's The Island, which I plugged a few weeks ago as good gifts for Christmas. I also received some other reading material as well as some pistachios and a red wax candle for my own use. All nice gifts.
I then spent the day (after going home to take a nap with the wife) at her grandfather's house, He is not in good health but is of sound mind, and recognized me and the wife within seconds of seeing us. He spoke with me for a few minutes before turning to my wife, who I left with her grandfather for a private moment. I went to the backyard to meet the rest of the family and enjoyed myself immensely. My chronic pain didn't bother me as bad as it normally does, and I'd taken the maximum dosage of anti-anxiety medication so I was a happy camper. I talked music and philosophy imparted wisdom of how school is not about being smart but putting in the effort. and generally enjoyed the vibe of family members that I could relate to an extent.
We've finally returned home, my wife now playing a video game while I relax at my desk and begin to pour over an article of writing to edit for Monday's release. I plan on having another week of horror movies tacked onto the day's story for the rest of December, after which I'll then just revert to the old way of just posting stories. I seem to be growing in popularity if the new recording of the "Crimson Grove" is any indication, which of course is flattering.
I can feel the pull of the Grave on my weary bones but I shan't retire for the evening. I have work of editing and adding to my library of work before I'll feel comfortable relaxing. As for the all of you, dear readers, I thank you for reading my stories and enjoying my work. I know I don't edit as much as I should, but I have a new program that should be helping clean up my prose. I now take a bow and promise new stories and surprises for the New Year; I have many ideas that should be making the many novels I have posted take some interesting turns.
Sweet Dreams!
Crimson Grove - Reading by CreepyCoffeeGuy
A strange reading to say the least, it sounds like a robot is reading my story. Worth a listen either way.
Sweet Dreams!
White With Red
As per the usual, I will be stopping by my wife's family as well as my own mother's home. As I won't be able to post the horror short later, you get it early.
Yay you!
This one is another video of a Creepypasta done right, with suspense and an overall sense of lurking disturbing nature to make this a good short film.
Yay you!
This one is another video of a Creepypasta done right, with suspense and an overall sense of lurking disturbing nature to make this a good short film.
Sweet Dreams!
This is Halloween (Female Version)
My Christmas gift to you all is a redone classic from a Christmas movie that we all know and love.
Sweet Dreams!
Thursday, December 24, 2015
Siren's Call: Lost Souls
Yet again the Siren's are calling, this time for lost souls and wayward spirits. They were able to ensnare a story of mine, Cloaker, for their collection of horrifying tales so go on over and have a read. They have some other great pieces by Nina D'Arcangela and Joe Young, to name a few. The magazine is free and, as always, the link is tied to the image to the right. No gift link today, as this is a gift for yourself: a free ninety page Horror magazine devoted entirely toi spirits and ghosts.
Sweet Dreams!
Mama: A Short Film
Before it was a big-time movie, Guillermo del Toro made this short about the film Mama. I find it intriguing just like the rest of his work, with a hint of fear and a healthy dose of suspense mixed with the mystical.
Sweet Dreams!
Pod From Space Epilogue
It hisses as it leaps from behind the computer, spreading out spindly legs that ended in two clawed toes. A long serpentine tail whipped behind it, uncoiling fast as it launched the creature, whose face was little more than a lamprey mouth attached to a bulbous green nodule full of sloshing fluids, through the air with startling speed. I instinctively bring up my saw and catch it mid-flight, knocking it to the side with a loud crack as the titanium alloy scraped the hard shell of the strange creature.
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Samuel the Black Warlock Chapter Four
Samuel awoke to the smell of smoldering brimstone, blearily opening his eyes long enough to look down at the floor where Imogen’s bed was to see her cuddling with Baron Schadenfreude Von Angst. The stuffed toy sang in small places where her tail had wrapped around protectively. Shaking his head, he rolled over and looked at the clock.
Two Day's Till Christmas...
The gift ideas are getting more store-related as the online shopping won't get to you in time for Christmas. This idea pays homage to The Nightmare Before Christmas so it's both horror and Christmas-themed. You can find it at Hot Topic (if they aren't sold out) for ten dollars, so enjoy. 
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