Good afternoon, and happy Monday! If it’s your first time here, welcome! This weekly blog post highlights some of the terrific writing posted on Vocal Media over the past week. If you’re already subscribed, thank you very much, and if not, please consider doing so! Without further ado, here are my picked poems and stories for the week of October 13 - 19.
A Poem: How Girls Write About Lust by Amelia Moore
Today’s poem was also recognized by Vocal Media and given a top story nod! It’s easy to see why after reading it. Like everything Amelia writes, it’s masterfully done with beautiful words and provocative imagery. Each line tugs at your heart and emotions, like this one: “And you laugh like the doorbell that welcomes me home.” If you enjoy reading that one, she wrote a companion piece for it as well, How Boys Write About Lust. Both are fantastic and sure to please.
A micro: Within Basil's Cellar by ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)
Vocal Media is running a competition in which writers are challenged to create a micro horror fiction in less than three hundred words, beginning with the line, ‘There was only one rule: don’t open the door.’ Andrea smashes this challenge with her chilling story about a professor who isn’t what he seems and a student who bites off more than she can chew. This story will raise the hairs on your neck.
A chilling tale: The Midnight Motel by Kilo
Man, I love October, and stories like ‘The Midnight Motel’ are the reason I look forward to it every year. Have you ever wondered what would happen if you were driving on a long stretch of empty desert road and needed to spend the night in some creepy-looking motel? Of course you have! Well, Kilo’s protagonist has no choice but to stay in one, as he’s exhausted and nearly out of gas. As the story progresses, things get more and more strange. Read it for yourself and thank me later.
Another poem: Feast of the Eyes by Dr. Jason Benskin
Have I mentioned I love horror? Well, I do, and Dr. Benskin’s poem is one of a kind in its genre. The poem reads like a traditional one, except its several creepy stanzas might make you shiver with dread! Check out these lines that reminded me of Michael Jackon’s ‘Thriller.’ “And when the blackness claims your sight, Your screams are swallowed by endless night.” I’m sure you’ll agree, this poem is October-perfect!
Thank you Kenny for sharing one of my micro- thrillers!