Sirens Call eZine is now open for submissions for issue #33, titled ‘Horror-Struck!’
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Sirens Call eZine is now open for submissions for issue #33, titled ‘Horror-Struck!’
Check out the details for this issue’s theme HERE!
Hate your job? Here’s a little something that might make it seem not so bad…
‘Cleaning House’ by John Potts Jr
The blinds were shut, and that meant it was Thursday.
It was the only day of the week when Brent would remove himself from the floor. He’d lock his door, turn off the fluorescent lights, and play seventies rock; usually Zeppelin or Sabbath. This was his office time, the time he dedicated to monotonous managerial duties that ate away at him, bit by bit, and Brent would eventually get to them before he went home. But he’d first lean back in his chair, close his eyes, and spend hours daydreaming. He never cast lustful strings of fantasies nor did he muse over troves of impossible wealth. What Brent wanted was simple, and at the very least, fair.
In his haze was Jimmy Nelson, tall and amiable, complimenting the residents of his sober living home while he passed their medication, and he’d notice Selma Ashton, who finally forced a smile…
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Issue 32 of The Sirens Call eZine, titled ‘Hack and Slash’ is now available for FREE download! It features short stories, flash fiction, and poetry by a variety of wonderful authors!
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This week on Pen of the Damned, John Potts Jr. shares with you a story of incompetence in the workplace, and what to do about it…
Cleaning House by John Potts Jr. This week on Pen of the Damned!
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Where angst and horror flow freely…
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Beautifully emotive piece by Joseph A. Pinto!
Her eyes speak volumes, assuring him it will be as it was; it will be alright. He knows it won’t be—it can’t be.
Nothing escapes the scrutiny of the incandescent lighting above their heads. No dark space exists for him in which to hide. He scrubs the stubble along his chin. “It’s coming out amazing, honey.”
He watches the artist deliver life to his daughter with thoughtful strokes, imbuing pallid skin with a fresh blush. He pushes a smile to his lips, watching his little girl watch him. She knows his nuances; the flutter of his lashes gives him away every time. She is his blood, after all.
Statuesque, she sits quietly for her portrait. It crushes his heart. Her beautiful lips, once so full like those of her mother, stretch like crinkled strips of weathered jerky now, the music silenced from her dancing eyes. She is tired, so…
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This week on Pen of the Damned, Joseph A. Pinto shares with you his latest vision, Devil Is In The Details.
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Where angst and horror flow freely…
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Pen of the Damned is a collection of dark tales told by those who freely dive into the maw of damnation and live to tell their stories. Every Tuesday a new story is posted to the site by one of its handful of eclectic writers. And once or twice a cycle, the members write their interpretation of a photo prompt as a group post. The stories are short and not so sweet, with a lingering aftertaste of terror.
If you haven’t checked out the site I dare you to take a look into the pitch black, if only to see if you can find the light again.
This week on Pen of the Damned, Brian Moreland offers you his latest vision of cerebral horror, Holomorphs.
Where angst and horror flow freely…
Follow Pen of the Damned on Twitter @penofthedamned And like us on Facebook
Pen of the Damned is a collection of dark tales told by those who freely dive into the maw of damnation and live to tell their stories. Every Tuesday a new story is posted to the site by one of its handful of eclectic writers. And once or twice a cycle, the members write their interpretation of a photo prompt as a group post. The stories are short and not so sweet, with a lingering aftertaste of terror.
If you haven’t checked out the site I dare you to take a look into the pitch black, if only to see if you can find the light again.