This is another flash fiction piece I did for “Post the Horror,” because I’m a lazy bastard who’s been neglecting the page lately. I was pretty proud of it, and thought I’d put it up for a week or so. Enjoy!
The old man scribbled so fiercely his pen tore through the paper in places. The scratched desk absorbed the slashes of ink.
Two weeks of no food had whittled him to dry flesh and creaking bones. But he was almost done.
There was the stink of decay in the room, wafting from the buzzing and crawling pile of feathers and green meat in the nearby birdcage.
The writer ground his teeth as the last words came, and when he was done, the last drop of ink in his leaking fountain pen was splashed into a period.
Finished, the old man’s body gave in, folding on itself like a faded robe. His ratty coat wafted to the ground, and where the writer had been seated, there was now only bone and ash.
A few updates:
The Facebook page, Post the Horror, is up and running, with it’s first flash horror story slated for this evening. Follow along and Like it if you can, and I’ll do my best to make it worth your while! (Also I’ll have sex with you. I’m shameless enough to do it.)
Also, @TweetTheHorror has a new twitter serial running today, called #Cathulhu, which I should’ve named #CallofCathulhu, but whadaya gonna do? It’s a decidedly sillier effort than previous serials, so if you find yourself laughing at how awful it is, don’t feel bad. You’re supposed to be doing that. Follow @TweetTheHorror to keep up.
Also the sister Twitter feed will come along tonight, if I can squeeze it in. This will be my personal rant rag, in an effort to free up @TweetTheHorror to focus exclusively on the horror serials I’ve been using it for. I have Emma Audsley from The Horrifically Horrifying Horror Blog to thank for pointing out that my Millennial ass could at least try to be a little more organized. (Though she said it much more politely than that.) Thanks Emma!
I might try to add regular pictures to the Facebook page, or start up a special Instagram for creepy images. I haven’t really decided yet, so we’ll see where that leads.
Peace and dolphins, guys.
– The Awful Writer