“Oh, it’s a lovely apartment. You’ll see. It’s just down these stairs,” said the sales woman, peering over the railing. “It looks dark,” said the man. “A bit, but then, the rent is very cheap.” “Yes, but are there windows?” “I don’t think so, I mean it is a garden apartment, after all. But it … Continue reading The Graveyard Apartment – Georgiann Carlson
The old house by the Loch was, in its time stately, grand, and host to lords and ladies, and notables of the day. Now, it had fallen on hard times. The noble family that had built it centuries ago died out. New owners had stinted on upkeep, or had gone bankrupt trying to do right … Continue reading The Phantom Coach II – Robert G. Wertzler
I am revisiting a favorite set of daily writing prompts inspired by the fabulous- and informative- book Monster, She Wrote: The Women Who Pioneered Horror and Speculative Fiction this month. Revisiting these prompts gives me the opportunity to reshare the diverse and ingenuous responses I received the first time I ran the challenge in 2019, and will … Continue reading Daily Writing Prompt: My Sister, the Serial Killer – Oyinkan Braithwaite
every night at the witching hour women everywhere stop and listen they close their eyes and reach for the heartbeat of their sisters and of those who went before witches are their most dangerous at midnight that’s when the lightning runs through them reminding them of who they are reminding them of the flames of … Continue reading The Witching Hour – Georgiann Carlson
Black it was, blacker than black A black that seemed to suck light Out of everything around it That seemed to eat light So far black it was hard To see any details on it A black uncomfortable To be near, frightening In its embodiment of void Of bottomless abyss It had not completely defeated … Continue reading The Dark Chrysalis – Robert G. Wertzler
stitched carefully together from odd parts of other women you would prefer me to be you recklessly called forth roaring thunder flashes of lightening that wracked through my body electric agony ignited a spark of independent life I rose from the table reborn something new something other you gazed upon me your creation not with … Continue reading Frankenstein; Or, The New Prometheus – Christine E. Ray
Brave & Reckless 