Welcome to the 8th annual #SpookyShowcase! The Spooky Showcase celebrates the dark minds of creatives around the world through short stories and artistic creations that are dark in nature, macabre, or horror themed. This year's theme is Twisted Fairy Tales. Expect twisted legends, creepy creations, and dark fairy tales that will keep you up at night. Visit each day in the month of October for a scare. The master schedule is here. Until... By Kathleen Palm The voice in my head whispers to me. She calls me sister. But I have no sister. I sta[...]
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4 Welcome to Beware! Dark Seas Halloween showcase, an annual author & artist showcase that features talented creators. Come back each day, the entire month of October for a scare! Prepare for dark stories, myths & legends, and creepy creations that will make the hair on the nape of your neck stand up straight. May the water have mercy on your soul. A full posting schedule can be found here. INHERITANCE BY KATHLEEN PALM The lake, a dark mirror, reflects the cloud-dotted, echoing the first colors of sunset. My lake now, I suppose. Tugging at the c[...]
Get the entire story posting schedule here! The Art of Crafting friends by Kathleen Palm The first time I saw a ghost, I was three. The wispy form of Dad came to my room and said good-bye. I remember it clearly, how the flowered wallpaper on my wall cut across his middle, vague blobs of color shining through his gray form. I remember his wavering grin and the shine of his eyes. I remember how free he was. No more questions. No more pain. No more limits. Just cold bliss. I hold onto that image, that feeling as I tuck my hands in my lap, my fingers[...]
Welcome to day seventeen of the Haunted Hotel Writer and Illustrator showcase! You can find a list of all participants here. Come back each day, the entire month of October for a scare! Today's scare comes from room #317! My entire life, all twenty-three years, have lead to tomorrow. The day my life begins. I glance at my phone as it vibrates in my hand, the screen bright with a call. I tighten my grip, resisting the urge to throw my cell across the parking lot. “Give it up, Mom.” I drag my suitcase out of the backseat and slam the door. The wh[...]
