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Scary Stories

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Camp NaNoWriMo – Horror Style

Are any of you doing Camp NaNoWriMo? Now, I know that Camp NaNoWriMo isn't completely horror related, but it just so happens that the novel I'm working on for Camp NaNoWriMo is a YA horror novel, titled Katherine In the Lighthouse. Because if there's one thing that I think the young adult and new adult writing community needs, it's horror. The novel I'm working on is for an idea I had a while ago. I started writing it and I quickly fell in love with the concept and the characters. And then I had one of those realizations that you dread as an author. That what I[...]

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Find New Haunting Reads

Hey there, boos and ghouls. I had a fantastic small town horror story I was planning on sharing with you today but here's the deal: it's not ready yet. My spidey senses haven't yet ferretted out all the details. These local hauntings can be tightly guarded, you know. So, until I can pry open some more tight lips, I thought I'd share a wonderful resource for finding new haunting reads... Goodreads.com! How many of you have bumped around on the Goodreads site? If you don't have an account, I urge you to get one NOW. It's supereasy. You can even sign up with your[...]

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The Smiling Man – A True Story by Blue_Tidal

If there's one thing I love, it's a good scary story. And even more than that, I love it when a scary story is equal parts scary as it is creepy. And what  I love even more than that, is when said scary and creepy story is real. The following story I read one night on Reddit, and it was creepy. I knew it was good because as I read it, goosebumps crawled up my arms. Then, later that night, after I read it and I was home alone, I wanted to read it again. And again. Because it had stuck with me. I found myself wondering what I would do in the same situation. Then[...]

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Real Life Creepy Places, Part II: Dyatlov Pass

Today’s Real Life Creepy Place is not just a place but an event. An event that took place almost sixty years ago and to this day no one has any answers, only theories as to what really happened in Dyatlov Pass in the night of February 2nd 1959, when a group of nine tourists died under extremely strange circumstances. Dyatlov Pass is located in the northern Ural mountains, in Russia, on the mountain Kholat Syakhl. The mountain pass where the incident occurred has since been named Dyatlov Pass after the leader of the tourist group, Igor Dyatlov. In the Mansi l[...]

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American Horror Story- Horror on TV

  I'm not afraid to tell you that I love watching TV. Some of what I watch is filler--you know, background noise while I'm working on dinner or other household things. But, every once and a while a new show comes along an totally hooks me. American Horror Story is one of those shows. What blows my mind about this show, is that each season actors and/or actresses play the roles of different characters. Take Jessica Lange from Season 1: Murder House. In this season, Lange plays nosey neighbor Constance Langdon. The neighbors, played by Dylan McDermott and[...]

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The Horror in Nature’s Landscape–Trees

There's just something about a tree. During the day, the tree brings us hope and beauty. They're perfect to lay beneath and snooze on a hot, sunny day. Even lovers take care to immortalize their love by carving into the bark of a tree. But then darkness comes. After dark, the noises made by the rustling of the leaves is enough to scare anyone out of their running shoes, let alone the way their shadows play in the moonlight. Just thinking about talking a midnight walk, leaves me scared to be alone. So many things can hide in and around trees. Plus, if you aren't[...]

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Why Does Anyone Tell These Stories?

I watched my first horror movies in my parent's bedroom, when my mother was at work. It was a secret between my father and me. His father, my grandfather, had recently passed away and we were living in his house. On my breaks from school, we'd sometimes watch three movies in a row. We were living in this mini-mansion with an unfinished basement and a spiral staircase and all the makings of the perfect horror film. After one particular movie, I would never stick my hand anywhere near the garbage disposal again. My father didn't talk much those days. He was angry a[...]