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Maybe It's the Lure of the Sea...
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- Follow the river, and you will find the sea...
- Me, Myself, and I
- Fear. It's what makes us feel most alive, at the moment we need it most, the 'fight or flight' response. But what causes it? What is the definitive fear? For each of us, something different I'm sure.
So what's your fear? Don't know? Or don't want to admit it...
This is a collection of short stories, I hope you enjoy them. They each contain an element of fear, but that doesn't necessarily mean they are meant to scare you. They are written to make you think about your own fears.
Stay with me a while, let us force our fears out into the open, face them, nurture them, and feel more alive from doing so.
Disclaimer: Horror and Adult themes contained herein.
Poison Girl now uploaded.
Also, a brief insight into how it was written and redrafted.
Comments all appreciated.
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Latest update in at last. "All the things she said..." is a brand new one, see if you like. All comments and feedback gratefully received.
Remember, this is a horror page. Adult themes are to be expected.
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Amongst many other interests, I am most fascinated by what terrifies us. Fear is an amazing emotion, it creeps up on us when we least expect it. Sometimes it is unwelcome, and we try to shun away from it. Other times, it is like a warm blanket we draw in closer to keep off the chill.
Fear permeates every moment of our lives. Horror fiction reminds us of those moments, like when we were kids, when we thought for just a short while that there really was something under the bed, or lurking in the wardrobe. The Boogeyman, the Vampire, the Ice Queen, the list is endless.
But there are far more fears than just the paranormal. Look around yourself, frighten yourself every once in a while. Jump from the top of the swings. Balance on the high wall. Go faster on your bike than you've ever dared go before. And when you feel fear, that gut wrenching, breath snatching, buttock cheek clenching fear, you will truly be alive.
About me: I'm 26, single, recovering from the breakdown of a long term relationship. I've seen people die, held lives in my hands, and saved just as many. Maybe I'm a morbid bugger, maybe I need to get out more. Probably.
Why do I write? Because I can.
How do I write? Oh, c'mon, I'm not gonna tell you all my secrets on our first date, now am I?
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