Here begins the “Bryan mopes around the office” portion of the book. Because when I have writer’s block I just keep writing until I work it out, and I’m still not convinced I’ve worked it out.
Novel: Horror
Down for publishing.
Author: Steppen Sawicki
Black Heart – Chapter VI Part III
Novel: Horror
Down for publishing.
The Naming
I wasn’t going to post today, but it’s my birthday, so I should post a birthday post or something. Here’s an old old story of mine that was once published on a webzine that no longer exists. It’s got issues, but I’m not going to read through it and fix them cause it’s tooooo old. Like me.
Short Story: Horror
The old man shuffled around the perimeter, his body stooped, his eyes downcast. Even now the boy moved his hand over the machine’s surface, his face radiating ecstasy, and as he turned his attention to the old man his eyes widened in expectation.
“Is it ready?” he said, his breath a reverent whisper.
“You know as well as I do,” sighed the old man. “We have done our best with it, yes.”
Black Heart – Chapter VI Part II
Novel: Horror
Down for publishing.
Black Heart – Chapter VI Part I
Novel: Horror
Down for publishing.
Black Heart – Chapter V Part VI
End of this chapter.
Novel: Horror
Down for publishing.
Black Heart – Chapter V Part V
Novel: Horror
Down for publishing.
Black Heart – Chapter V Part IV
Novel: Horror
Down for publishing.
Black Heart – Chapter V Part III
One of my goals for the upcoming edit of this book is to work out the directors more. I’ve been skimming over them and even calling them “the suits,” which is unfair because they do have their own personalities and places in the story. For now, I’ll just post this scrap as is, which is not much.
Novel: Horror
Down for publishing.
Ouija
Drabble: ?
“You’re moving it!”
“I am not!”
“Okay, okay.” Alexis squared her shoulders and put her fingers back on the planchette. “Let’s be serious here.”
“I’ve been serious this whole time!” Carrie argued, her fingers settling down beside Alexis’s.
“Let’s ask it something. Like… Who has a crush on me?”
It didn’t move at first. Then Carrie sucked in a breath as the planchette shifted on the board. Alexis’s heart was pounding as letter after letter was pointed out.
“C…” she whispered.
“A…” she went on.
“R…R…I…E…”
She looked up at Carrie in shock.
“I lied,” Carrie said, blushing. “I was moving it.”
Smeared Black Ink 