Unwanted Guest, by Amber Averay You know that old saying about house guests? About how they stink and are ugly and taste worse than they look? I can confirm all of the above. It’s not like I go out of my way to learn these things, but if an opportunity presents itself I will seizeContinue reading “Spook-tober 2025, Day #4”
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Spook-tober 2025, Day #3
Twisted Nostalgia, by Amber Averay Why is it that the more we have, the unhappier we are? Is it the build up of pressure that comes with every achievement reached? The need to have more, to push ourselves harder, to never accept what we have as the best for us? I see people who buyContinue reading “Spook-tober 2025, Day #3”
Spook-tober 2025, Day #2
Cheesy, by Amber Averay My cat has real cat-titude. While purring his heart out and relishing all the pats I could manage without any limbs falling off due to exhaustion, I cooed lovingly, ‘You’re so beautiful. You’re lovely. You put the “purr” in “purr-fect”.’ Well, the little shit froze, looked at me with such baldContinue reading “Spook-tober 2025, Day #2”
Spook-tober 2025: Day 1
Dark and Stormy Night A violent storm raged outside for the third night in a row. The trees were whipping back and forth ravaged by the gale, and the moon peeked through the clouds for mere moments before being whisked away from sight once more behind leaden clouds. Wren wrenched the curtains tight against theContinue reading “Spook-tober 2025: Day 1”
Spook-tober 2025, Day #1
Dark and Stormy Night, by Amber Averay The windows rattle with each blast of thunder, and I jump like a scared little child. The lightning that flickers outside leaks around the curtains, splashing the darkened room in sprays of silver and white. I’ve hated storms since…well, since I was a little child. It was aContinue reading “Spook-tober 2025, Day #1”
Spook-tober 2024
Wrap up Thank you all for joining us for the 4th annual Spook-tober! I hope you enjoyed our new take on things, and I hope you will enjoy more to come. This year I’m hoping to revive Scribble City and bring even more in for 2025 and beyond. So please stay tuned!
Spook-tober 2024
Day #31 – by Amber Averay (continued from Day #30): Mocking laughter swirled about me, pressing in from every direction. The trees seemed to close in, the dirt path shrinking into a narrow ribbon that barely seemed wider than a tightrope. Dark clouds billowed over the horizon, slinking through the woods, filling the sky withContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
Spook-tober 2024
Day 30 I leaped into nothing, the log was a figment of my imagination. I hung in the air for a moment, and came down hard on my already injured ankle. I swore, and scrambled to my feet—was anything I experienced real? When had I lost touch with reality—or had I never been? I feltContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
Spook-tober 2024
Day 28 A voice whispered in my ear, “Be careful what you wish for! Run little rabbit—RUN!” I pulled at my hair, and purple mist swirled around me… I screamed and bolted. I would not be locked up again!
Spook-tober 2024
Day #27 – by Amber Averay (continued from Day #26): Legs pumping, feet stumbling over tufts of dry grass and ropey roots shooting through the earth, I questioned everything. Was this real? Could I really be racing along a dirt track, sucking fresh air into my lungs, or was I still back there, captive inContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
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