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“Buford, my beloved vintage 1930’s Underwood Universal Champion Portable typewriter. You are both my writing partner and my best friend. This journey you and I have been on has been fun. Although in 2016 you gave me carpal tunnel. In both hands. Didn’t think I knew it was you, did you? You sneaky sombitch.”
― A.K. Kuykendall

“Horror writers...trouble writing? The Force cannot help you. You must tap into the dark side.”
― A.K. Kuykendall

“Where do I go from here? She thought to herself.
Truth was, it didn’t matter.
She had a new beginning.”
― Austin Cochran, Totem Lake

“New beginnings come with the tail of the red-winged blackbird. Here’s to hoping my daddy was right.”
― Austin Cochran, Totem Lake

“No. Noâ€� No!â€� the fear ebbed my voice, cut through me like a knife. I ran, bare feet slipping and sliding over the floorboards. I turned the corner and headed for the backdoor.
Run. Run. I must run.
As soon as I reached the backdoor in the kitchen, pulling the barn door from the hinges, I felt his gaze upon me. Cinders and kindling crunched at my feet; what had once been my lovely mahogany kitchen furniture was now little more than firewood. My crockery and china splintered in shards and as I turned to face him, I felt them dig into my skin, cut me with every shiver that bolted through my frame.
‘You wanted Hemlock House. You have, Hemlock House.â€� His voice was dark, cruel and yet hauntingly light. As if cooing, whispering to a newborn. He was lounging against the countertop as if waiting for breakfast, as if waiting for something so meaningless.”
― Charlotte Munro, Skeletons in The Closet [A Horror Collection]

“Love is a tricky thought. Red blood like red wine abound. Love is a wet dream. Filthy wet. Drowning bones.”
― A.K. Kuykendall

“Why do I write? Anything that I look through my own creative mind, as profoundly or sea dim as it goes, I get comfortable with its meaning and write it. I want to communicate my words to individuals as they can feel my feelings for this malicious world we live inside. Nothing is radiant what I compose, it will be dim and extremely honest like H.P. Lovecraft set to his own particular tone. Everything that I write will have a repulsiveness, have a misfortune, have a consummation that will be obscurely glad however totally unnerving that is valid with regards to this presence. Fiction to me will have sentiments within them that will make your internal soul jump inside its sea and see the art of what it can bring into this presence.”
― - D.L. Lewis

“My name is Daisy, but you may know me as Crazy Daisy.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Crazy Daisy

“The avenging spirit inside her was pulling her strings now, tearing her between this dark possession and a darker obsession.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Crazy Daisy

“Would death be like that: Endless liquid silence?”
― Nick Cutter, The Troop

“Nobody ever forgot Ash Man when they met him, but they forgot themselves.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Fireman