Sunday morning the church’s bell tolled; but, only the dead answered.
For those who have been following a story I’m writing, I created a teaser trailer for it:
Nestled in the back of the sleigh, she heard
the jolly man called his reindeer by name
as they glided off the roof-top
and gave way to flight in the dark snowy sky.
Such a strange sensation
floating high in the air where peaceful quiet reign
leaving behind death and memories
of a life she once knew
She sniffled but swore to not look back
in fear she’d break down in full-blown tears
and scare the good chap off
“Look ahead, child.” The red cheeked man said. “A new life awaits you on the other side of the moon!”
Stare ahead she did at the bright orb with strange pot marks
’till its’ light completely immersed the sleigh
and in the next instance, she realized the moon
shifted from the forefront to their rear.
Once the sleigh touched ground
she saw a new landscape extend all about her
with snow-capped mountains and the glistening meadow
where a wooden toboggan waited.
“Micah will take you to my village, child.” The saintly fella said with a great smile.
With a wave, she watched as his sleigh flew away
feeling suddenly alone and naked
in a land strange and distant.
“Do not be afraid, child.” a kind voice spoke.
She looked and saw a man with golden hair,
his gentle blue eyes met her brown ones
she gave a nod, and climbed in the sled
and off they started, on to her new life
what ever or wherever that may be.
Nearly a year passed since the start of the undead plague
she’s been on her own since
in an empty house, in a not-so-empty neighborhood.
she decorated the dead tree with handmade ornaments
made from cereal boxes;
took the last can of Spam as her treat for the white bearded man
and placed the plate on a table beside the sofa.
With a bat in hand, and the sounds of death rattling at the front door,
she fell asleep on the dusty furniture
in front of the cold, stoned hearth.
Rustling sounds awoke her
with a great start,
as she swung the bat through air,
a voice sounded,
a voice so beautiful and warm
it caused her eyes to sprang open;
she stared at the not-so-frightful sight.
A chubby man dressed in a red suit
stood before her;
she blinked and swinted
thinking she’d died already or just dreaming
but saw that this was no dream
he was really real!
He held out his hand,
“Come, let me take you to a wonderful place.”
In a blink of an eye, she found herself
on the roof-top
where a sleigh and eight reindeer stood waiting.
Santa, beside her now, smiled;
a smile she’d thought never would form on her lips again,
she returned with glee.
Over at the WritersCafe.org, I recently ran a contest called, It’s the Apocalypse!
First placed winner had the option to see their story turned in to a video which she opted for. I’m sharing her winning story in video format below:
I’m running one other contest over at WritersCafe.org where the winning item will have the option to see their story turned in to a video like above. If you’re interested, just click in the image below!
She'd been locked in the house for months as the undead raged outside Famished and dehydrated she stared out the bedroom window and spied the pair again For days, these cats roamed out on the limbs of the enormous hardwood tree as she wondered how they're surviving the apocalypse Today, she decided to find out and proceeded to climb out the second floor slim windowpane As she dangled on the limb, she glanced below There her momma stood, gaping up to her daughter mouth opened and gnawing as if ravenous with flesh-thirsting hunger She scrambled up on the branch and glanced towards the tree's core A small hollowed hole revealed the bloody mass of flesh and bone and it was then she realized what a grave mistake she'd made
Bunnies of assorted colors
scampered around the child
in attempt to lead her
from the horde of flesh eaters
*Another poem I wrote for #StorySaturday. This week’s prompt was bunnies. And of course, I couldn’t write anything cozy or cuddly 😉
Two girls running through the dark woods not as friends but as a predator chasing her prey.
There is a new serial fiction in town!
This idea pretty much tortured me for well over a year, and I figured the holiday season was a good time to start it. It’s mainly a fantasy story, but it also has zombies, werewolves, elves, and other magical creatures. And yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus but that particular aspect of the story will be unlike the one we now have in this world.
Not Your Usual Christmas Story
Early next year, I plan to create a “book” trailer so stay tuned for that!
Samantha Dunham lost everything, her husband and her young son, to a virulent pandemic that’s sweeping the world.
Struggling to find the will to survive, she finds herself swept up with a small group of survivors made up of mostly children who have been placed in her charge. Along with Lieutenant Lance Shirley, they all will soon find themselves journeying to another realm that will prove to be fantastical as well as terrifying.