Tag: HORROR

WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF?

What Are You Afraid Of? Fear is an interesting thing. We all experience it, but we don’t all experience it in the same way. What terrifies one person might barely bother another. Some people are afraid of heights. Others are afraid of the dark,… Continue Reading “WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF?”

WHAT MAKES A PLACE TRULY HAUNTED

What Makes a Place Truly Haunted? When we think of a haunted place, we often imagine an old house with darkened windows that seem to watch us back, creaking floorboards that groan under invisible weight, and rooms thick with the residue of things long… Continue Reading “WHAT MAKES A PLACE TRULY HAUNTED”

A WALK THROUGH THE SHADOWS

Why I Write in the Dark There has always been something fascinating to me about the darkness. Not simply the frightening kind, but the mysteries hidden inside it—the things we cannot explain, the choices we make when we’re afraid, and the question of what… Continue Reading “A WALK THROUGH THE SHADOWS”

WELCOME TO MY CORNER OF STORYTELLING

A welcome to my ideas of what makes a great story…read on.

BATTLE OF THE BLADE

Gothic Horror Author P.S. Kessell 10

“Battle of the Blade” Salt bleeds into the cold ground, The demon makes a heavy sound. He stands before her open eyes, Underneath the empty skies. His fire hits against the stone, She stands in the dark alone. He offers her a crown of… Continue Reading “BATTLE OF THE BLADE”

DROWNING IN THE INK

Putting your secrets and pain into writing is the way you hide your experiences while releasing your emotions.

THE RUN

“The Run” I ran until my lungs were dry and thin, I crossed the water where the weeds are high; I thought I’d lost the shadow of my sin, Or whatever it is that doesn’t let me die. My throat is raw. My boots… Continue Reading “THE RUN”

THE COLD GAP

“The Cold Gap” The snap was loud. One beat hit, the next failed. I was out. The room stayed. I had no weight. I stood there, thin and cold, watching my skin go gray. I hit the air. It did not move. I am… Continue Reading “THE COLD GAP”

SANTA’S JOLLY CHRISTMAS

A horror poem about a child-eating Santa Clause by horror author P.S. Kessell

I HEAR A KNOCK

“I Hear a Knock” I hear a knock But do not want to answer I hear the phone But decide to let it ring I hear the doorbell But do not open the door Who beckons me? It chills me to my core.  The… Continue Reading “I HEAR A KNOCK”