I need to give it a few read throughs, check for mistakes and then release. I’m going to keep giving the ebook away for free for the first five days of release for the next couple of books. Despite my annoyance with freebie hunters leaving bad reviews, I get away mostly unscathed compared to most indie authors I follow. If you fancy grabbing my first three books, hit the links below.
For this week’s Colour Collective on Twatter. I don’t even know what that name is. I was typing something and deleted it four times, and Edo remained on the screen. So that’s her name.
Clouds
Man is that a lotta squiggles! Drawn with me Pitt Artist Pens for Inktober, Clouds is now available in my Threadless store for $12. There’s currently an offer for free shipping on orders over $45, handy for a few early Christmas presents! Use the promotional code CHEER7cca8e at checkout. Offer ends December 15th.
Did you see my post the other day about collaborations? I’m going to be looking to do another partnership involving Lucy. I’m gonna be honest. I can’t remember who’s invited me to collaborate in the past. I get 3-5 offers a week across all my media platforms and emails. Across almost a year of Little Fears, I have completely forgotten who’s asked me. I’m going to start bookkeeping better in that respect as I’d like to run more collaborations in the future. Do you fancy a quick collab as I had with Layne, Mel and Anthony? Leave a comment or drop me an email to fears@gmx.co.uk, and I’ll put you on the list.
Patreon
Have you noticed my weekly update posts have had links to my new patrons? Well, not for the last couple weeks… Do you want a shout out at the bottom of my weekly update posts? Head on over to Patreon and pledge $10 or more a month and not only will you help with Hydra’s feed bill, but you will also get that weekly shout out with a link back to your site. Hit me up on Patreon here: https://www.patreon.com/littlefears
She ran onto the escalator, looking down behind her. It stopped at the bottom of the stairs, watching her.
Its short body, awkward arms and legs. It watched her as she rode upwards, to the street, to freedom. It sniffed the air, closing its clear white eyes. She was convinced they could smell her blood. They’d roared into a frenzy when she’d cut her leg running up the tracks.
Nearly there. She looked ahead again and ran up the last few metal steps.
“Sorry,” said the ticket attendant at the top. “They need feeding.”
Another one of the original six horror stories I wrote. It found its way into my second book, the horror anthology, Capricorn.
The image for this story was lost during that god damned, infernal pissing WordPress 5.0 update disaster.
“Yes,” said Sprite. “Writing a show about two detectives, with a red and white Ford Gran Torino, who solve crimes over the phone.”
“Sounds original,” said Bee. “What’s it called?”
“Star Key and Hash,” replied Sprite.
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“Yeah,” laughed Sprite. “I used dressing up as peripheral Star Wars characters in bed.”
“Cripes, that’s a kink,” laughed Spectre.
“Mmhmm,” agreed Sprite. “It was a Boba Fettish.”
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“Doors have them too?” whined Hydra. “Does everyone have them?”
“At some point, most likely,” said Door. “Especially here.”
“So what’s your crisis about?” asked Hydra.
“Well for years I thought I was just a door, opening and closing, banging in the wind, locking and unlocking,” said Door.
“What changed?” asked Hydra.
“Last week,” said Door, “someone called me ajar…”
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Kathy looked behind. There was a woman using a terminal on the other side of the room. Quite tall, but delicate looking. Slender arms and legs. Her thin dress seemed to hang off her bones. Easy mark.
Kathy turned back to the terminal. “Kill her.”
A shadow loomed up behind her, a slender arm bought a hammer down upon the back of Kathy’s head.
“As you ask,” said the slender woman to her terminal.
One of the first 6 horror stories I wrote for the Fears. Also published in our horror anthology, Capricorn. It would make a fab Christmas present for someone who likes horror stories. Plays jingle bell music in November. Too soon?