In six words, write your story of the above picture.
Dana Rollins awoke every morning at exactly 3:45 AM. By 4:00 Am, her coffee was brewing, and she was in the shower. At 4:12, her shower was completed, and she was drying off her five-foot six-inch one hundred and thirty-five-pound body. 4:19, with a towel wrapped around her midsection, she would stand in front of the mirror and run the brush fifty times through her sandy-blonde hair on each side, always starting with the right side. After combing her hair, she would take three minutes to brush her teeth and then head for her cheap hotel-sized bedroom, which had been painted a warm yellow that always made her smile, to put on the clothes she had laid out the night before on the dresser top.
By now, it was going on 4:45, so she would enter the kitchen; remove her single coffee mug that had a picture of Charlie Brown flipping through the air as Lucy once again pulled the football away just before ol Chuck could kick it. Opening her laptop as she sat down on her barstool, she would place her mug to the right on a napkin and wait as the machine spun to life.
For the next forty-five minutes, she browsed the local news sites to see if any of her latest know-hows were making headlines. Some days she would find a short blurb buried deep within the website but today WFTS channel 59 news had a front-page article describing what they referred to as ‘another mystery baffles local police.’ They even had a video clip of Tom Daniels standing in a familiar part of town recounting the mystery.
Dana looked up at her kitchen clock and shut down her computer. She then rinsed her mug out, returned it to the cabinet on the left of the sink, and then calmly laced her shoes and put on her coat. 5:54, and she was out the door, sure to lock the two deadbolts, and then walked to her car parked in the short gravel driveway. By 6:00 AM the vehicle was warmed and ready to be pointed in the direction of United Electrical Industries where she sat in a five by five-foot security booth for eight hours; 7:00 Am to 3:00 Pm every week from Monday to Friday.
Dana Rollins hated her job, but at least it gave her time to think, and Dana loved to think and plot and plan. Going over the same idea from every possible angle, she could imagine.
Every Friday between 2:52 and 2:58 her replacement Karl, an older man she guessed was in his mid-fifties would enter the booth and ask her the same question: “So, what’s a pretty young thing like you going to do this weekend?”
Coming to her feet, she would smile and say, “Well, Karl. I’ll probably get lost in another book or just watch some television until I get tired and then fall asleep.”
Shuffling to his left, Karl would give her some room to exit and without exception, finish their weekly conversation with a regular, “You know, if I were pretty young thing like you I’d be out having some fun.”
“I’ll do my best, Karl,” she would say as she swiped her badge in front of the time clock and walked toward her car.
Once home, she would change into her Friday evening attire and wait until 8:00 PM to arrive, those few hours, were always the longest hours of the week. By 8:05, Dana was sitting at the stoplight at the end of her street, waiting to turn right and head for Wicker Park to get her newest toy.
9:00 PM, pulling up along the sidewalk on Keller Street, she would stop and roll down the passenger side window. A few girls always hurried up to the car and in their best effort at seductiveness would ask, “Watcha’ lookn’ for honey?” Without hesitation, Dana would ask the first girl who reached her car what her name was and then tell her to get in.
“So, what’s the plan, sweetheart?”
“I figured we would go back to my place and have some fun for a few hours,” Dana would say as her mind was spinning with anticipation.
At 10:15 PM, they would turn into Dana’s driveway and enter the house. By 10:27, the girl was unconscious and then dragged to the bathroom, placed in the bathtub, and then methodically dismembered. First, the right arm, then the left, after that the right leg below the knee would come off. She repeated that step on the left leg, with the body now much more manageable she would remove what was left of the legs and then for the prize in the cracker-jack box she would remove the head and place it on the corner of the tub so she could look into the motionless eyes. Eyes that could tell a horrifying story if only the life hadn’t been ripped away from them.
After filleting some meat off the left thigh, she would put it on the awaiting plate and enter the kitchen where the stovetop had been heating up a medium-sized frying pan.
Finally, 11:15 PM, Dana sat at her kitchen table, cutting her first bite and then placing it in her mouth. Savoring every bite, she glanced up at the clock and realized she had only one more hour to finish eating. Then, she had to clean up before bedtime, all the while thinking how predictable, routine, and most of all, mundane her life was.
Someday I’ll get out there and enjoy this life she promised herself.
The lights came on and the camera spun to life. He sat up straight in his chair and readied himself.
“Just take a deep breath and state your name to the camera,” Dr. Spencer said, as she looked through her notes and continued, “start from the day you and your friends got to the woods. Continue reading
“What have I always taught you?”
“Always know their routine, their weakness, their habits, and always leave yourself a way out. I know dad. You’ve been drilling that for years now.” She said. Continue reading
As readers, we want our villains to be scary, horrific, and unstoppable. At least I do. So how as a writer do you go about creating that iconic villain that has your readers turning on the lights and checking behind the doors?
The article and video below will give you a basic layout to crafting your scary villain and help you add depth to them that will keep your readers shivering under the blankets.
“Who are you to decide her fate?”
“I am her true being. The one she has relied upon ever since the accident.”
“Yes but I can make her fly to soar above this wasted life, ” the first was saying, getting louder.
The second replied, ” You just want her to follow you. To become what you have become.”
“Of course. That’s what I did for the last, and it’s what I’ll do for the next.”
“Emily, remember your mom and how she would read you a story every night before turning out the light, ” the first one whispered.
“Yes, remember the darkness she left you in. The fear you felt Emily, it is real.”
” Think of tomorrow and what it could bring.”
The second one said, ” Tomorrow will be more of the same. I will remain, ” getting even louder.
Emily threw open the door to the rooftop and walked to the edge. “I’m doing this for both of you and neither of you. I’m doing this to shut both of you up and get you out of my head!” She was crying as she stepped into the empty air and plummeted twenty stories.
“I will turn you.”
“I’ll never be like you!” With that, he pulled the trigger. The hole in her head bled for only a moment before closing up.
“I told you I can’t die a natural death, Ian, ” she looked up at him as her eyes turned a cobalt blue.
“How do I kill you?” He asked frustratingly. Seeing her tied to the chair made him wonder if she was truly helpless.
“I am not, ” and in an instant she broke loose her binds and was immediately in front of him. With her hand around his neck and him pinned firmly against the basement wall she whispered, “You will become one of us.”
“Mother, please just kill me.”
“Never my son, ” and she sunk her fangs into his flesh.
In our final installment of today’s How to Write Horror series, we’re going to talk about horror cliches to avoid when writing your story. We all know a cliche when we read one. However, these might not be so obvious to you as you’re writing.
So without further ado let’s jump into it and clear our minds and writing of these story killing cliches.
If you’re catching this final video before the others, please go back and watch the first three installments to ramp up your horror writing chops.
What is psychological horror? As a subgenre of horror, this style of horror writing can truly be terrifying to readers. It rattles the mind in a way blood, and guts fear cannot.
In our third installment of writing horror, we get a brief overview of psychological horror and how to write it.
When it comes to the horror genre crafting your characters is of the utmost importance. Your readers need to sympathize and care for those characters, so they feel the terror you’re trying to put them through.
The second video in this series centers on character development within your horror story.
What are the most critical aspects of a horror story? The screams and scares? Well that’s true, that’s the end game but what do you need to do to guarantee those scares?
In part one we are going to look at building the stories universe. How to craft it and what not to do. The line in between these two can get pretty thin.
Over the past 3 1/2 months, I have tried my hand at writing horror flash fiction. Some I consider ok and some not so much. As I look back at these short attempts, I try to find common threads in them that will carry me onward and upward.
However, as writers, we all know how much research and reading can help our craft. So, with that in mind if you find yourself wanting to know more about the horror genre then give the video below a watch and who knows maybe you’ll find inspiration to add some spookiness into your next story.
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