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Flasher Fiction Friday - What Evil is Behind These Eyes?

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers, this Friday I return to my first recurring blog contribution, the Friday Flash Fiction. A group of writers will write exactly 100 words, no more no less, to a picture prompt. After you read my contribution, please read what the other writers have to say, the links follow. Happy Friday! Pearl envisioned the group of bullies getting closer before she heard their hideous voices yelling threats of torment and maniacal laughter. The Lord of the Flies mentality permeated the group of reckless kids and today, their intensity scared her. Pearl thought how their eyes seemed evil, almost inhuman, especially the leader- the iris wasn’t even a normal color.  She focused on the sticky mud at the bottom of the river and imagined her rescuer. Pearl deepened her breathing, almost to a yogic state and forced almost every ounce of breath from her lungs, and her  well timed nervous system calmed her.  For more on this unique photo prompt, please visit the...

Tuesday Tales takes you to Blue Ink - Embryo

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Happy Tuesday! It's time for another edition of Tuesday Tales. This week we had a choice of two word prompts " camera " or " noisy . I chose " camera ". Now, please meet this new installment in the Blue Ink series of demon stories. This creepy WIP,  Blue Ink - Embryo,  begins now with these 366 words.   “Do you have the web cam connected to your computer?” “I think so. This technology confuses me. How come I need to use this web cam instead of taking pictures with my camera and just email the images to you?” “Because, darling, I want to see you in real time. Don’t you want to please me?” “Of course I do! It’s just that…well…I really want to see you in person. We’ve been talking for weeks now.” “I told you, dearest, work has me on the road traveling so much, I haven’t had time. I’m working so much now to give me a long break soon. You know who I’ll be spending this long break with, don’t you?” “Me?” “Of course,...

A Last Visit to Blue Ink - Tuesday Tales

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Happy Tuesday and time for another edition of Tuesday Tales. This week I take you back one last time to my young adult paranormal thriller WIP, Blue Ink- The Skin Stalker. This book is now 99% finished and the excitement is taking me over! Soon, I will submit for publishing consideration, so, please wish me luck.  For this week's word prompt, we use " package ", very appropriate for a book about a killer, don't you think?   "When Colin returned from the run, The Skin Stalker was still in the same location.   He noticed Colin look around, as if he felt The Skin Stalker’s presence.   The Skin Stalker smiled and knew he rattled Colin’s steely reserve.   Could he already know Maggie’s fate?   Colin was such a self-centered person. The Skin Stalker knew that not even Maggie’s death would interfere with his daily activities-therefore, he imposed the foul tasting reminder for the next day or so.   If anything, The Skin Sta...

Ugh, Is That Blood I Smell? - a Creepy Tuesday Tale

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Happy Tuesday and time for another edition of Tuesday Tales. This week I take you again to my new paranormal WIP, Finding Love From Roadkill, - a part of my Critter Getter series. For our journey to the unknown, I present the picture rompt "haunted house".  Keep reading and enter the Halloween Wicked After Dark Blog Hop contest!!  Our young couple in love find themselves in front of a spooky house....just after they hit something on the road...let's see what happened- "Before she could ask any more irritating questions, he jumped out and slammed the driver’s side door shut. The autumn air felt crisp against his cheeks, and he wrapped one arm around his midsection, fighting the chill as he walked. “Dadgum women, talk, talk, talk, I’d rather be out here in the pitch black in the middle of nowhere than listen to her sometimes.” The realization suddenly hit that he was indeed in the boondocks, and he felt uneasy walking back tow...

Am I Blue? If So, I've Lost Oxygen-Tuesday Tales

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Hello Fellow Fathomers! Today's Tuesday Tale involves the word or theme, " blue ". I chose to continue with my usual installments from my current thriller work in progress (WIP) Blue Ink- The Skin Stalker. "As the girls devised their plans for the rest of the day, it took Joelle away from the macabre research she had been doing.   She decided not to say anything to Suzette until she actually made it to Joelle’s house.   Suzette would be over in an hour or so and they would relax, gossip, and order in food.   They never really needed big plans; they just enjoyed catching up these days.   No doubt, Suzette would offer many opinions as to what was on Joelle’s mind lately.   Joelle took a shower and allowed the hot water to relax her tense and aching muscles.   She wanted to clear her mind so when she and Suzette discussed the recent events, she would be articulate and controlled.   Joelle could still not figure out why Colorado had be...