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The Writer In Me

I’m not a sensitive person, nor am I a cold hearted ice queen.   I’m just a writer.

I’m at a Vet Hospital, its 1:00 a.m. Black Friday by the way.  My husband and I as well as a few other strangers are waiting in the lobby. A dog just got hit..... and we all know what’s coming, just no one want’s to say anything.  

 

During this ordeal, actually the moments, seconds before the dog got hit, the story of the canine’s untimely demise gave birth to a fantastic story idea. I cheered my genius as the heavy mood had set upon everyone.

That’s the writer in me.....  I gotta get typing!

R.I.P.  Fido.

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It only took...

One week off work and four horror B movies. Well, in defense to B movies everywhere, I retract my sentence, they were C movies with C actors and definitely C special effects.

 

Roughly around the time of the 5th empty popcorn bowel and most likely my 7th bathroom visit. It dawned on me, these movies were horrible. Not horrible like monsters eating puppies, or nuns eating puppies. But horrible as in writing, plot, characters and dialogue. At the time I had been slaving away at a period romance novel. The submission process was brutal, agents were ghosts and every once in a while an email would surface and ruin my day.

Perhaps thought I, my luck with zombie horror would be more favorable. I had always cradled the thought of writing a zombie story. Action, oh, yes it would have action and a hero with huge muscles. This baby of mine emerged that day. Between said food and potty break, a feeling of vast refreshment and determination of ‘yes, now is the time for me to write some zombie stories!’ And most importantly, write them better than the crap I had been watching all week! Brilliant!

Zombie begat zombie which begat scarecrows. What can I say, I’m a horror kinda girl.

   

I feel that we should make October the unofficial month for 'Support Your Local Writer'.  Everyone who writes for newspapers, blogs, magazines, books, comic books, etc... and don't forget about the people who haven't published anything yet.  So if you know someone who writes for a living or for pleasure, show them some love and support them. 

True Story

I love a good scary story.  Oh, baby, do I love one.  Been this way since I can remember. 
When I was little, anything I could get my grubby little hands on that related to: ghosts, vampires, zombies, witches, I was in heaven. 

Well, that is until bed time.

Having been blessed with an over active imagination, I would develop these elaborate ideas that monsters would eat me in my sleep. No question about it, every night I thought to myself, tonight is definitely the night that I'll lose a leg or arm due to a hungry monster! Please let it be from the left side of my body, I favored my right side. I have the cutest right hand.

In my on going battle of famished monsters, I used my stuffed animals as a protective wall and sacrificial food source.  The monster would go after the stuffed animals and spare me.  Genius! I had it all worked out, the smaller toys would be the first line of defense, then the bigger ones.  Surely that would stop any hungry monster from devouring me.  This plan spared me many a nights, allowing me to sleep peacefully, safely. 





   

Goth Before It Was Popular

 Jane Eyre trembling at screams from the attic, Poe’s Tell Tale Heart thumping beneath the floorboards, Dracula’s non-reflection in Jonathan Harker’s shaving mirror – these were my favorite adolescent bedtime reads. But I was no book worm by a long shot.  The Twilight Zone and The Creature Double Feature on WKGB out of Boston were my favorite weekly entertainments.

 Suspense was the name of the game, and that’s what my ghost Reginald brings to the page. The Séance is loosely based in personal experience, and I assure you that Reginald terrified me just as much as Dracula. If he keeps you awake at night, too, I will be honored.