Starting in the month of October my blog will be inviting authors to come and comment about their works.  I will feature one author a month. While my blog is primarily centered toward horror and scifi, I'll consider all genres. This is a chance for me to build my blog as well as help my fellow authors build their readership.  If you are interested email me at beschafer@gmail.com and tag folkblog in the subject line. leave name and contact info.

Hallway

Through  the hallways of my mind she came crawling.  In a voice not her own, she called my name. Like some demonic succubus, she stole my soul. All because I lied, yes I lied.  The stench of sin upon my hand, I cheated the foul bitch who never loved. Dark and empty was my heart. A truer lust I had found. Her jealousy rained down upon me and my anger and hate devoured the moment. In my hands I held her heart, in my soul I hated her. Darkness had overshadowed me as I lay her cold body upon the floor.  Now with my new love next to me, she haunts my mind. The cold callus bitch, plays with in my head. All because I cheated, all because I lied. Through the hallways of my mind she taunts me.  Taunts me for my sin, the cheat, the death, the lie.  Cold callus bitch.

Blood is the very giver of life that pulses through our bodies. Without it we are dead. For we are but mortal souls. Like a river it gives us energy and moves us forward. In horror novels and movies, blood is used to shock the life out of us. Slashes and splatters of the goopy red stuff, shock and frighten us with chills and shivers. Blood the essence of life. With out blood there is no death, there is no life. Maybe Alice Cooper said it best with ONLY WOMEN BLEED. For if a woman did not bleed, man would not have life. So as the blood pulses through your veins think of all that I have said. And on a cold fall eve, you may turn the pages of Obtuse and read about blood and life. Maybe you will fear what lurks Hickory Ridge!

The new novel Obtuse coming soon!