Horror
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Season’s Bleedings
Pink Hydra: Nicholas unfolded the kitchen towel wrapped around what he assumed were some pedestrian white buns from a Paula Deen recipe. The pungent smell attacked his nostrils as his fingertips sizzled and smoked. “Garlic knots! That devious wench is… Continue reading
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Always the Bridesmaid
Dusty Attic Publishing: “David! Come my love, everyone is waiting.” Ashley’s voice rang out. Suddenly, hundreds of flickering candles illuminated, casting shadows onto the rows of wedding guests and spotlighting Ashley, her white dress reflecting waves of yellow, orange and… Continue reading
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Mustard Pickles and Potato Pies
Trashlight Press: Genevieve slid her skis, one after the other, over the untouched snow, staring at the limp bundle of hair protruding from Marcel’s beanie like the damp tail of an elderly marmot. Only a sliver of orange on the… Continue reading
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6:59
Neither Fish Nor Foul: The nightmares started after Jenn drowned. A waterlogged hand stretched through the dark, one familiar chipped-polish fingertip caressed my lips. Her valley-girl vocal fry, that I once thought sexy, filled the room. Continue reading
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The Ghost Writer
Wergle Flomp: Click to read Ghost writing is a thankless job,Your ego kept at bay.The “Author’s” name is safely kept,Behind an NDA. My books top the Bestseller List,Each cozy mysteryHas all my heart and soul in it,But no one knows… Continue reading
Christy Hartman 