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September 2013 Blog Posts (13)

A Halloween Special: Her Eyes

Her Eyes

Her eyes… deep verdant, the colour of summer beckoned him all those years ago…

Her eyes… twinkled in silent mirth whenever caught sight of him staring at her with careless abandon.

Her eyes…were the first to react, deepening, darkening in desire when he leaned over her for a kiss.

Her eyes… shed a few precious tears when they joined in life, blessed and wished by their families and friends.

Her eyes… could see through his…


Added by Essvari on September 30, 2013 at 11:00 — No Comments

Hobbs' End

The meeting had been disastrous. He'd sat ordering more drinks when everyone left, blotting out the more cringe worthy moments of his pitch. His tolerance was high. He'd been drinking a great deal since his wife left. Her fault he'd messed up at the meeting then!

Now his job was on the line too. As if she hadn't taken enough already!

He staggers out into the cold night air. This is an unfamiliar part of town and he hadn't really paid attention when arriving with his colleagues.…


Added by Shakes on September 29, 2013 at 21:02 — No Comments

The Winner of our Photo Competition!!

Lost Shoe by Lee Potter has won our photo competition!! Many congratulations to Lee!!

A big thank you for all your brilliant entries and making it a great competition!! Special thanks to Shakes for being a simply superb judge!!

This photograph will be the inspiration for our new 999 words or less…


Added by Jem (Admin) on September 29, 2013 at 18:59 — 1 Comment

Horror D'oeuvres by DarkFuse

DarkFuse has finalized its Horror d’oeuvres releases for October 2013.  Each Friday at noon EST a new Horror d’oeuvre will be posted. Check out the lineup:

October 18, 2013

“Lost John” by Ann K. Boyer

Before pursuing her passion of writing dark fiction and horror, she spent over ten…


Added by Ann K. Boyer on September 24, 2013 at 17:37 — No Comments

Autumn Night

Those legs hurt so much and I can hear water rushing in the radiators.
The air is full of dust and the cigarette smoke won't go away. I breathe in and I dream all awake.
Earlier today I photographed the opposite mountain where the trees started yellowing - the snow of dead leaves falling down will announce winter's white fluff.
Autumn has come, all is silent, and my two cats sleep tight there by my side. The leprechaun sends his regards. The brightest stars blink at my window.

Added by Walter Ruhlmann on September 22, 2013 at 21:47 — No Comments

The Poet

Wrapped deep in dreams
And warm delights
The poet thinks
Of stormy nights
To write with pen
And stately prose
The epic only
Dreaming knows

And fraught with anger
Goes to pen
But dreams are gone
What was it then?!
So back to sleep
The poet goes
In hopes of words
That dreaming knows

But daylight dawns
The dreamings gone
Too painful now to dwell upon

Added by Kerry J. Hall on September 22, 2013 at 17:24 — 2 Comments

Moving On

Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living                   or dead, is purely coincidental.

Rating: G (contains brief talk on domestic violence, alcohol abuse)

Moving On

‘I walked into…


Added by Essvari on September 18, 2013 at 16:04 — No Comments

My Ode to the Journey of Growing Up


Deep in an unknown wood, I'd treaded soft.

Shivering in my rose-red innocence,

I'd strayed from the smooth path traveled so oft

to cut trail on stick and stone's penitence.

I marched in answer of my new calling,

though scared to leave the old voices behind.

A distant scream from definite mauling

reminds of the wisdoms they had entwined.

I deepened further into the starkness,

determined for a place I didn't…


Added by Angie_Fayre on September 12, 2013 at 10:00 — No Comments

The Fall of the house of usher

My latest blog entry - a review of the new BluRay release of the digitally remastered classic The Fall Of The House Of Usher…..it's a sumptuous delight!

Added by Stuart Anderson on September 6, 2013 at 21:01 — No Comments


Swish... Swish...

My fingers part the cool, glistening water, disrupting the purple and golden tones of the sunset to send them into a rippling dance around me. Slowly, the colors ebb away into dark waters as the sun sets on the horizon. It's now eerie. Quiet.

And yet... I am still emersed in a freezing essence they call water. I do not know who I am, nor do I understand the things around me. All I know is the word 'harsh'. This is a word I truly understand; it is as cold and…


Added by Jamie Simon on September 3, 2013 at 21:53 — No Comments

The Unsatisfied

We read because it hurts.

We write because it hurts worse. 

It hurts to know the things we'll never know.

It hurts to build the things we'll never see. 

We can never be satisfied.

We can never be content. 

We go on. 

We will dream. We will build. We will die unsatisfied. 

Added by Daniel Hale on September 3, 2013 at 19:33 — 1 Comment


I couldn’t stop the stretching smile as it consumed my face. The blaze was spectacular. It had embraced all of me in a brilliant warmth no set of arms could achieve. I gazed wide-eyed and with childlike giddiness as ruby flames danced with onyx smoke over champagne satin sheets, leaving behind charred…


Added by Ann K. Boyer on September 2, 2013 at 22:09 — No Comments

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Who Do You Show Your Stories To?

Started by Daniel Hale in Sample Title. Last reply by Mary Chandler Nov 9, 2015. 3 Replies

I'm still working at the story-a-week thing, and keeping up with it so far. One thing I'm wondering is who I should show them to to get feedback. Some of these I want to put in the novel/collection…Continue

A Formatting Question-- How would you...?

Started by Angie_Fayre in Uncategorized Sep 2, 2015. 0 Replies

Okay, I know that there are about 3 instances where you'd regularly use italics in fiction: showing foreign/made-up goblidigoober words, "indicating mental thoughts" and putting stress on words being…Continue

Publishing Percentages!

Started by Naomi Rawle in Sample Title. Last reply by Gia Lee Jul 19, 2015. 3 Replies

Do you send everything you complete off for publication? What's your written/submitted ratio like? What do you consider a successful percentage? Or do you go for quality over quantity! (I mean…Continue

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New works: published and otherwise.

Started by Zachary T. Owen in Sample Title. Last reply by Naomi Rawle Mar 27, 2015. 4 Replies

What stories/books/poems/novels have you recently completed or had published?I'll go first:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oDvvPFBisAA^This…Continue

Blog Posts

Title Advice?

Posted by Daniel Hale on December 14, 2015 at 18:29 0 Comments

I just completed, as near as I can tell, my first book: a collection stories disguised as a novel. I do currently have a working title that I was initially happy with, BUT it may now be too obscure or inapplicable.

The title as it is now is "The Psalterdemalion." This is a combination of two of my favorite words: Psalter, which is a small book of psalms, and Tatterdemalion, which is a man dressed in multicolored rags and tatters. My thinking was that the man character, a story thief,…


A Memory Resides In Soho

Posted by Ronnie Capaldi on November 24, 2015 at 21:06 0 Comments

A Memory Resides In Soho

On the 1st August 2015 a special night had arrived for seventy-five year old Robert Harris and his seventy-two year old wife Barbara.  Robert was nattily dressed in a blue suit and Barbara looked elegant in a long flowing red and black flowery dress. They were in the heart of the…


Final Stretch for my First Project

Posted by Daniel Hale on November 16, 2015 at 2:41 0 Comments

So I've got my stories together for my first collection, and am currently working on the connecting narrative. I haven't even thought yet how I'm gonna get this published. Gotta start thinking what I need to do. 


Posted by Ronnie Capaldi on November 12, 2015 at 17:40 0 Comments


Mark stood on a sea cliff top. A wave below roared in and sprayed out a ferocious impact. Its retreat left a glistening carpet of foamy shale. To his left, a slender figured girl appeared, dressed only in a skimpy black nightie. Her blonde hair fell over her face. Scarlet lips whispered to him,…


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