Wednesday, November 1, 2017

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Okay, peeps, I need a BIG favor. The cover for my Novella, Saying Goodbye is a Semi-Finalist in the AUTHORSdb 2017 Book Cover Contest. I’m asking you to help me continue on by giving my cover a vote. I’m so honored to even be in the running with this beautiful cover. So, warm up your voting finger and help me win this thing!!  
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What Happened to Christmas?


Where has 2017 gone?  It seems like it was just yesterday when I was taking down our Christmas tree and packing up all the decorations.  When I went to the store the other day the shelves were filled with decorations for Christmas, alongside those for Halloween.  Whatever happened to letting each holiday have its own time???
I long for the days when Christmas did not officially begin until the day after Thanksgiving.  We all enjoyed the playfulness of Halloween.  Then we moved on to Thanksgiving and beloved family gatherings.  Then and ONLY then it was time for the Christmas season.  Yes, the Christmas season.  Not this watered-down, several months long thing the retailers have created and forced on us.  I understand businesses want to make money.  I have no problem with that. However, I believe putting Christmas items out WEEKS before Halloween is a bit much.
How are we supposed to enjoy each unique time?  None are allowed to stand out, to be thoroughly experienced before moving on to the next.  Call me old-fashioned, but I enjoyed the feeling of magic and wonder during December.  I loved shopping for gifts and seeing the decorations lighting up homes and stores.  I miss feeling the excitement in the air as each day brought us closer to Christmas eve and day.
I don’t know if I’m the only one who feels this way, but I’m sure I’m not.  I, for one, refuse to allow those grinches in merchandising to steal my Christmas spirit.  So many have forgotten or never experience the true wonder of the Christmas season. I only pray we can find the magic again.
Now that Halloween is behind us, we move on to Thanksgiving…

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Axe Murder Hollow - A #Halloween Story


Susan and Ned were driving through a wooded empty section of highway. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, the sky went dark in the torrential downpour.

“We’d better stop,” said Susan.

Ned nodded his head in agreement. He stepped on the brake, and suddenly the car started to slide on the slick pavement. They plunged off the road and slid to a halt at the bottom of an incline.

Pale and shaking, Ned quickly turned to check if Susan was all right. When she nodded, Ned relaxed and looked through the rain-soaked windows.

“I’m going to see how bad it is,” he told Susan, and when out into the storm. She saw his blurry figure in the headlight, walking around the front of the car. A moment later, he jumped in beside her, soaking wet.

Susan and Ned were driving through a wooded empty section of highway. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, the sky went dark in the torrential downpour.

“We’d better stop,” said Susan.

Ned nodded his head in agreement. He stepped on the brake, and suddenly the car started to slide on the slick pavement. They plunged off the road and slid to a halt at the bottom of an incline.

Pale and shaking, Ned quickly turned to check if Susan was all right. When she nodded, Ned relaxed and looked through the rain-soaked windows.

“I’m going to see how bad it is,” he told Susan, and then he went out into the storm. She saw his blurry figure in the headlight, walking around to the front of the car. A moment later, he jumped in beside her, soaking wet. 

“The car’s not badly damaged, but we’re wheel-deep in mud,” he said. “I’m going to have to go for help.”

Susan swallowed nervously. There would be no quick rescue here. He told her to turn off the headlights and lock the doors until he returned.

Axe Murder Hollow. Although Ned hadn’t said the name aloud, they both knew what he had been thinking when he told her to lock the car. This was the place where a man had once taken an axe and hacked his wife to death in a jealous rage over an alleged affair. Supposedly, the axe-wielding spirit of the husband continued to haunt this section of the road.

Outside of the car, Susan heard a shriek, a loud thump, and a strange gurgling noise. But she couldn’t see anything in the darkness.

Frightened, she shrank down into her seat. She sat in silence for a while, and then she noticed another sound. Bump. Bump. Bump. It was a soft sound, like something being blown by the wind.

Suddenly, the car was illuminated by a bright light. An official sounding voice told her to get out of the car. Ned must have found a police officer. Susan unlocked the door and stepped out of the car. As her eyes adjusted to the bright light, she saw it.

Hanging by his feet from the tree next to the car was the dead body of Ned. His bloody throat had been cut so deeply that he was nearly decapitated. The wind swung his corpse back and forth so that it thumped against the tree. Bump. Bump. Bump.

Susan screamed and ran toward the voice and the light. As she drew close, she realized the light was not coming from a flashlight. Standing there was the glowing figure of a man with a smile on his face and a large, solid, and definitely real axe in his hands. She backed away from the glowing figure until she bumped into the car.

“Playing around when my back was turned,” the ghost whispered, stroking the sharp blade of the axe with his fingers. “You’ve been very naughty.”

The last thing she saw was the glint of the axe blade in the eerie, incandescent light.

Now that you've finished reading this I need to tell you something... this story was based on TRUE events. bwahahahahaha...


You can read more Ghost Stories by S.E. Schlosser in Spooky Pennsylvania. 

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Some #Halloween Funnies


In the spirit of Halloween, I thought I’d share some Halloween Funnies with you.
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A zombie was roaming through the woods looking for something to eat. He came across two men. One was sitting under a tree and reading a book the other was typing away on his typewriter. The zombie quickly pounced on the man reading the book and started to devour him. Because even a brain-dead zombie knows that readers digest and writers cramp.

8ixKyAyLTA guy dies and is sent to Hell. Satan meets him, shows him doors to three rooms, and says he must choose one to spend eternity in. In the first room, people are standing in human waste up to their necks. The guy says “no, let me see the next room.” In the second room, people are standing with human waste up to their noses. Guy says no again. Finally, Satan opens the door to the third room. People are standing with human waste up to their knees, drinking coffee and eating danish pastries. The guy says, “I pick this room.” Satan says okay and starts to leave, and the guy wades in and starts pouring some coffee. On the way out Satan yells, “Okay., coffee break’s over. Everyone back on your heads!”
cartoon-werewolf-18A witch’s werewolf has a problem so she takes him to the vet’s. The vet looks at the werewolf and says he’ll have to take him to the examining room. In the examining room, he takes a black cat out of a cage and lets the black cat walk all over the werewolf, but the werewolf doesn’t do anything. The doctor says, “Your werewolf is dead.” The witch then goes out to the receptionist and asks for her bill. “That’ll be $666,” says the receptionist. “What! $666? How’s that possible?” “It’s $66 for the consultation and $600 for the Cat scan.”
18870979-Large-crowd-of-ghoulish-undead-zombies-pursue-a-running-man-fleeing-for-his-lfe-after-they-find-a-lo-Stock-VectorThree guys run into a museum to hide from the hoard of zombies coming down the road. While looking for something to eat and drink one of the survives finds a golden lamp and out pops a genie roaring out “You can have three wishes. So what is the first wish?” One man says ” I want to go back to my family before the zombie apocalypse and I want it to never happen,” The second man says “that sounds great I wish for that, too” And puff the two men were gone. The front door of the museum just broke in with the weight of all the zombies pushing on it. Now, the museum is filling up fast with zombies.  The genie asks the last man what he wishes for. He thinks about it quickly then says ” I wish my two friends were back here to help fight off all these zombies.”