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Horror/Scary: May 11, 2022 Issue [#11348]




 This week: Scared To Death
  Edited by: W.D.Wilcox Author IconMail Icon
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2. A Word from our Sponsor
3. Letter from the Editor
4. Editor's Picks
5. A Word from Writing.Com
6. Ask & Answer
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“To fear death, gentlemen, is no other than to think oneself wise when one is not, to think one knows what one does not know. No one knows whether death may not be the greatest of all blessings for a man, yet men fear it as if they knew that it is the greatest of evils.”
― Socrates

“Just as when we come into the world, when we die we are afraid of the unknown. But the fear is something from within us that has nothing to do with reality. Dying is like being born: just a change”
― Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits

“The fear of death came over him gradually. It was as if somebody were striking his heart a powerful blow with the fist from below.”
― Leonid Andreyev, Seven Who Were Hanged

It's as much fun to scare as to be scared.
-Vincent Price




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Letter from the editor

Scared To Death


Write what scares you.

I can't emphasize that enough. Writing horror is all about expressing your fear of . . . something. Though there are many common fears that people share, why something scares us and how we react are personal to each of us.

If you choose to write about a fear coming true, something you haven’t experienced or may never face, you have the opportunity to let your imagination run wild. After all, isn’t that a large part of fear—your mind imagining the worst?

The challenge is making others who don’t share your fear still feel what you feel.

The best part of writing about something that scares you is seeing what happens.

As writers, we are challenged to create an interesting conclusion to each of our stories. How does the story of your fear end? How do you react in the situation? Does everything fall apart, or in a surprising twist, do you conquer that fear, or are you scared to death.


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Ask & Answer

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Question: Do ordinary objects in your house frighten you?

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Yes. There's my clothes rack on the back of my door at night. When I wake up to use the restroom, I think it's a ghost floating beside me, because it's like a shirt, a really long scarf, and a cap, and it looks like an actual ghost.
There's also my icemaker in the fridge. I walk by it, it drops ice into the little compartment, and I jump.
Lastly, there's my washer. I'll be washing my clothes, and then the washer gets off balanced, then it starts going THUNK THUNK THUNK THUNK.

Santeven Quokklaus Author Icon
Not really. But my aunt hates the taxidermy hawk that watches over my living room. She swears it moved once. When she stayed over, I had to put it in my wardrobe.

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I used to be terrified of the things in my room. I have to have some sort of noise to fall asleep, so I used to have a really loud fan. I remember it would blow the curtains by my window and it scared the heck out of me because I always thought it was someone moving.

elephantsealer Author Icon
Yes!!! Sometimes I seem to see a form of some sort from the corner of my eye that disappears as soon as I stare at it; and then, there is the time when the wind blows strong, and I hear all kinds of little movements that seem to indicate the house is on its way to breaking up...
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