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Oh, did we think I forgot? I didn’t xD I just haven’t gotten around to writing a blog for the past few days! I’ve been super busy doing Kinktober commissions. Anyway, I wanted to go ahead and throw you guys out your horror writing prompts. If you enjoy any of them, please write them up and link back to my blog ❤ I’d love to read them!

October 1st: A girl goes missing in the woods and her parents find only a decrepit and scary doll left behind. They soon learn that the doll is actually their daughter. And she’s alive. (credit to all prompts for 1-4 found here)

October 2nd:

October 3rd: A young brother and sister find an old door in their basement that wasn’t there before.

October 4th:

 

So, there we go! There are four prompts for you to work with, and I would love to see what you can come up with in relation to them! 

Until I see your responses! I can’t wait!

Author Amanda McCormick

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horror-promptsHey, everyone. I’ve clearly continued with my “I’m behind on doing my writing prompt responses.” And I very well may continue that for a bit more. I’m hoping to catch up over this weekend, but we’ll see. I will, however, continue to post the prompts ❤ And I’m playing catch up with that today. I actually kind of like doing them in a big post though, because it gives the people who don’t want to do daily prompts a variety all in one place.

Anyway, NaNo is getting closer and closer, so I encourage you to apply these prompts to your characters, if you can. After all, there’s nothing wrong with that!

Prompt #25

“There’s a body-shaped gap in the thick forest brush that wasn’t there before. Upon closer inspection, each of the branches around the gap are seared as if burned.”

Prompt #26

You wake up one day to find your dead husband/best friend sitting in your living room.

Prompt #27

The smell beneath the floorboards was getting worse every day

So, there we go. Three new prompts. I think that they’ll be pretty fun to tackle. I tried to make sure that they each had a different type of feel to them. Bonus points for you guys if you can work in your MC’s from your NaNo novel this year for the prompts – if you do that, make sure to link me back when you post it. I”d love to see what you’re writing, and I’m going to compile and post everything together after you’ve done it.

Even though I’ve been getting behind on these prompts, it has still been a real adventure for me. I really love posting prompts – I usually only do it once a week… and that’s completely manageable for me to complete. Though one every day has been a bit much, just coming up with the prompts is a fun and creative process for me. I’m glad that you guys have been enjoying it as much as you have, and you can rest assured that I’m going to do this again for next Halloween!

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
Author Amanda McCormick

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horror-promptsHey, all! It’s time for Prompt #15 in the 31 Horror Prompts for October series that I have going on here. I do love these list prompts, because it lets you figure the story out for yourself, even though they’re all going to have the same elements. I sat back and thought for a minute as I was writing it as to how interesting it would be to publish a collection of ten stories written by ten different people, but with these words as the common denominator. There would be similarities, and even if people tried to tell the same story… it would all be different. Just think about how interesting and intriguing that would be to read.

I know I’d be interested in picking it up.

Anyway, before I go off on a contemplative tangent, let me go ahead and get to showing you guys the prompt. I enjoyed writing it!


The Hunger

The trees could only provide so much cover, and she knew it. There was a burning sensation along her skin, a knowledge that something was going to happen soon – someone was going to make a mistake, and the hunt would begin. It was never a thing that simply started – you had to wait for the right moment, for the right second. You couldn’t simply pounce with no reason, you couldn’t run and hope that you’d simply get your way.

You had to watch – you had to wait.

It was something that crept and bubbled beneath the skin, until it was nearly overflowing, nearly too much to bare. It was a living, breathing animal of its own right, curling and aching at the bones, until it escaped in a growl, answered by a shriek.

Until a mistake was made, and the hunt could begin.

It was more than simply stalking a creature – it was hunting, it was predator to prey, and the sensation of it poured through her and completely overwhelmed her. Her skin ached – she wanted to slip it. The moon was calling her, and it was telling her that it was time to come to her true form. Her eyes closed, her body shuddered, and she spilled forward into the clearing, tearing at her body as she did so.

Sharp claws ripped at her flesh, but it wasn’t bleeding. It came away in thick shreds, wet and sticky with fluid, revealing patches of fur that fluffed in the cool night air to a pitch black. She ripped, and ripped again, until she came down on all fours, and there were only patches of the pale charade hanging to her frame, patches of the mask that she wore in order to blend in with the humans.

Patches that fell away and left a massive creature in its wake – her true form. Her true self.

Humanity had fallen to the wayside and left behind the wolf.

The scent of fear was sharp and sweet in her nostrils, leading her in a straight line that was just as clear to her as her vision in the dark. The form in front of her scuttled, ran like a wounded thing. It whimpered and cried out, and she recognized its cry as words.

As a plea.

As a call to a God who wouldn’t listen, and who couldn’t save them.

She was quick in her movement, quicker still to set her teeth into pale flesh, much like the mask that she’d worn only a few moments ago. She recognized the pale flesh somewhere in the back of her mind; she recognized the face twisted in terror as one that had smiled warmly at her, had told her that it loved her.

She recognized it, but it didn’t matter. The trap had been laid. The hunger was deep and all-encompassing… and she was a slave to it, a lover to it.

Crimson tasted like copper, and a howl rang through the night.


There we go! I’m honestly really pleased with how this turned out, and I have to say that I might write more from this perspective. It might be interesting for me to take it into first person, though I do try to branch out to third when I can.

Regardless, I hope that you guys enjoyed it! NaNoWriMo is so close now, and it’s so important to start gearing yourself into getting practice for it. That’s part of the reason that I adore doing these prompts so much, and why I will continue to post them every single day for all of October – get your practice in. If you end up doing the prompts, make sure to let me know. At the end of the month, I’m going to do a Masterpost with the prompt highlights, and I really want to involve everyone who is doing these.

That’s all that I have for now though, stay tuned, because I’ll get Prompt #16 posted up very shortly. I can’t wait to see what it brings!

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
Author Amanda McCormick

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Hey! Okay, this is my last blog to get properly caught up! And I have to say, it’s been pretty fun. This should actually push me over 3,000 words for the day, so that is a pretty nice accomplishment. It’s good to get into the practice of writing a lot of words, because I really like to write more than the required 1667 for NaNo. My motivation for the month is to finish my novel. I haven’t finished a novel at 50k words since I was a teenager.

Anyway, let’s get straight to the prompt. It’s Day 15 in the Horror Prompts for October, and I thought that we’d have another fun list to play with today. I really enjoy them myself – it gives you a loose idea without really filling in the blanks.

I adore seeing how everyone manages to do that all on their own.


Prompt #15

Animal, Hunting, Stalked, Trap, Mistake, Tree, Bleeding, Shriek, Growl, Pounce


So, there we go. This should give us a good scene in the woods – whether you’re the hunter or the hunted is up to what you want to write. I can’t wait to see it.

Make sure if you end up doing any of my prompts that you tell me. I’m going to make a list of all of the responses at the end of the month, so we can have a big compilation of horror stories, for anyone who is really in the Halloween mood and wants to get their fix.

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
Author Amanda McCormick

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All right! Let’s get some back to back blogs going! This time, we’re going to prod out the writing prompt, and I’m going to come up with this one from the top of my head, so that I can just get the writing out right after I post this! So, let’s head straight to it. For Day 14’s writing prompt, here we go!

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Prompt #14

You could feel the press of the darkness as the sun set, and you knew with the dying light, the horror had only begun.

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Ohhh, so, this could be completely supernatural, it could be psychological. It could be anything that you want it to be. I know that you guys can come up with something absoloutely amazing if you put your mind to it, and I can’t wait to see what you do! Make sure to tag me if you end up doing this prompt, because I would love to see what you come up with.

These are such great exercises for NaNoWriMo, because we’re getting our mind into the habit of writing, into the habit of composing a story every day… and into the habit of sometimes pulling a miracle out of thin air to get the writing done!

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
Author Amanda McCormick

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Hey everyone! It’s Day 12 of my 31 Horror Prompts for October series, and I’m so glad that you’ve stuck with me so far. I’m going to get right into it, because I’m posting late again. I thought that I would change up the tone of what the prompts have been asking for, though… so, let’s get right to it!


Prompt #12

The water bubbled and roiled, and a scream erupted from behind you at what rose from the ocean’s depths.


Oooo, yeah. I love scary water prompts. They actually make me pretty happy, because I love to change things up. These are really good practice for NaNoWriMo, because you’re getting yourself to think, you’re getting yourself to write!

Make sure if you end up doing any of my prompts that you tell me. I’m going to make a list of all of the responses at the end of the month, so we can have a big compilation of horror stories, for anyone who is really in the Halloween mood and wants to get their fix.

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
Author Amanda McCormick

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It’s really late in the day (night) and I truly do apologize for the fact that my  prompt has taken me so long to get up. I’m not going to take very long to post it, so I can get it up before 11pm at least! So.

Prompt #11 is coming right up!


Prompt #11

There was something moving in the darkness, and the light from your cellular device lifted to illuminate it–


There we go! Horror Writing Prompt #11 is about that creature lingering in the darkness. I honestly can’t wait to see what you come up with, because I often find that the things in the dark are the scariest of all – especially if we shed light on them.

Make sure if you end up doing any of my prompts that you tell me. I’m going to make a list of all of the responses at the end of the month, so we can have a big compilation of horror stories, for anyone who is really in the Halloween mood and wants to get their fix.

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
Author Amanda McCormick

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In my continued venture to post a horror writing prompt every day for October (in order to prep myself for NaNoWriMo, and help you guys prep to!) I have randomly picked another prompt off of my list. I actually made the list very quickly, and I haven’t looked at them in such a long time. It’s actually been pretty fun, because I’m not sure about what I’m going to write any more than you guys are, until the day that I post it. Today’s prompt is yet another one that could go very dark, or you could take a more lighthearted approach with it.

I can’t wait to see what you do.


Prompt Number 8:

“She heard a voice on the phone, but it couldn’t possibly be true…”


So, there we go! The day eight prompt, and I can’t wait to see where you guys take it!

Make sure if you end up doing any of my prompts that you tell me. I’m going to make a list of all of the responses at the end of the month, so we can have a big compilation of horror stories, for anyone who is really in the Halloween mood and wants to get their fix.

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
Author Amanda McCormick

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So, yesterday I posted the writing prompt for Day 1 of my 31 Horror Prompts for October series! Today, I’m posting my response! I can’t wait to see what you guys came up with, too! As a side note: Some slight trigger warnings for mentions of suicide.


Mirror to the Soul

I saw the car accident that my mother was in before it happened. It was one of my first memories, looking my mother in the eyes, and seeing through her gaze for a moment. Her truck spun out of control and skidded off of the highway. I felt the fearful, sick palpitations of her heart… and worse, I heard her whisper my name as her vehicle tumbled over the cliff and fell to the rocks below.

I thought it was a nightmare – I thought it was something that my small mind had made up, until it happened the next day. I didn’t always see how people were going to die immediately; sometimes, it came to me the third or fourth time that I’d looked at them. Sometimes, I never saw it at all.

Sometimes, I saw it the first time that I looked at them, and I realized that their face wasn’t much older than it was right then – I realized that they had on the same outfit, the same hairstyle.

And I wondered if there was something that I could do to stop it.

Most of all, though, from a young age, I realized one thing that I could never do… one thing that I would never want.

I never looked in a mirror, because I didn’t want to see my own eyes.

I wore sunglasses whenever I could – I noticed a long time ago that it was seeing the actual iris that did it. I fell into their pupil like I was falling into a window – and then I saw.

I didn’t want to see what my own eyes held. I didn’t want to know.

The subway was my favorite way to get around – I couldn’t drive cars, because you had to check your mirrors. Every now and then, I’d almost catch sight of my own gaze… or worse, I’d catch sight of someone else as they were driving. It nearly caused wrecks more than once; I’d actually seen someone spin off of the road because of my car spiraling out of control…

I avoided anything that I had to operate – and when I was on the subway, I could easily keep my head down and not make eye contact with anyone. It was expected.

I felt a should bump into my own, and I raised my head out of instinct, grabbing the elderly man as he fell. Even through the darkness of my sunglasses, I could see his clear blue eyes perfectly; I could see it as he sat on his bed, sobbing… and I could see it as he looked at a nightstand that held a picture far too old to be his family as they were now.

He was sad. He was aching. He missed them.

And he wanted to be with him.

The gun that he pulled from beneath his pillow was a flash of silver in my periphery, and there was no fear in his heart when he put it to his temple and pulled the trigger.

I gasped, pulling back from him with tears springing into my gaze. It never got easier. I’d felt enough pain and sorrow for a thousand life times, radiating from the people who I watched pass. I yanked my sunglasses from my face, biting my lower lip, but knowing that he could see the pain and pity on my face.

I couldn’t say anything to change what was going to happen – after I’d felt the loneliness that welled and overwhelmed him on the inside, I couldn’t even tell him not to.

All that I could do was whisper in a soft and ragged voice, “I’m sorry.”

And he seemed to understand. It was like he knew that I knew. His hand came out, and he smiled at me. It was a weak smile, but it was there… and I felt it in my heart that when he put that gun to his head, he wouldn’t feel so alone.

“Thank you.”

I nodded, reaching for my sunglasses as we pulled up to the station. It was dark, and I was ready to go home… maybe have a few shots of whatever alcohol I had on my shelf, and then go to sleep.

I was ready to forget about how much today had hurt.

I turned as the doors slid open, filing out with everyone else, only to be brought up short.

A woman stood in front of me, with tears streaming down her face. Her wide green eyes were full of exhaustion, fear, and I fell into them instantly.

She was stuck, staring at the mirror in front of her with rapt horror on her face. It stopped her from noticing the man coming up to her – stopped her from reacting properly when he shoved hard at her chest and sent her spiraling back into the pit where the subway train ran.

Fear pulsed through her – fear and acceptance and bitterness all at once. In the distance, there was a whistling of an oncoming train, and though she scrambled to get out of the pit in time, it howled closer until–

I sprang back to myself, fear pulsing through me in shocking, palpable waves that made me whimper. But it wasn’t fast enough. The old woman holding up the reflective mirror gave me a toothless grin.

Look inside of yourself.

Donate a dollar.

She had no idea what she’d done with that sign.

My eyes twisted, my body tensing. I turned, but it was too late.

I didn’t see the man coming up to me, and I was so awash with horror at having finally seen myself in a mirror that I couldn’t react in time. His hands were hard against my chest, his voice a vicious snarl.

“You didn’t stop her!”

I heard the words, but I couldn’t do anything about it. The strength in his arms sent me flying backward, and pain shot through my body as I hit against the railing of the tracks.

In the distance, I heard the whistle of the train, and even though I stood, even though I tried to climb out…

I knew…

I knew it was too late.


So, there we are. That’s where I took this particular prompt. I wanted it to be horror-esque, but it was more about the fear of not knowing. The fear of her having to live her life never looking at her own face.

I can’t wait to see how you guys interpreate it! Stay tuned, because I’m going to post Day 2’s prompt shortly!

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
Author Amanda McCormick

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Five Nights at Freddy's: The Silver Eyes
Five Nights at Freddy’s: The Silver Eyes by Scott Cawthon

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Based on the bestselling horror videogame series, Five Nights at Freddy’s.

It’s been exactly ten years since the murders at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza, and Charlotte (Charlie for short) has spent those ten years trying to forget. Her father was the owner of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza and the creator of its four adult-sized animatronic animals, and now Charlie is returning to her hometown to reunite with her childhood friends on the anniversary of the tragedy that ripped their town apart.

Curiosity leads Charlie and her friends back to the old pizza place, and they find it hidden and sealed, but still standing. They discover a way inside, but things are not as they once were: the four mascots that delighted and entertained them as children have changed. The animatronic animals have a dark secret, and a murderous agenda.

So, I suppose that I should start this review by saying that I’m a really big fan of the FNAF franchise. It’s not that I love jumpscare games (I do love jumpscare games, who am I kidding?). The fact is, Scott Cawthon does a fantastic job of storytelling, and the lore involved within the games is just fantastic. When I realized that a book had come out, and it was only 2.99? Of course I had to swoop up on the opportunity. I looked into it to see how canonical the novel is to the rest of the series, and Scott basically said that it’s as cannon as anything else, but you can tell that this story runs a different timeline. That said, I took the background and framework – basically all of the lore that we learn – in this story to be true. The fact that it’s a bunch of teenagers in the restaurant is the part that you have to take with a grain of AU.

That being said, let me get into my actual review. I honestly found this to be a really fantastic book. People have complained, due to the fact that it’s not exactly edited properly… and they’ve said that the writing is a bit amateurish… but honestly? I found that to be extremely entertaining, and part of the charm of the book. It’s not pristine, and it’s not perfect. Scott clearly didn’t sit and worry about what big word he could use in order to tell the story. He simply told a story – and that’s what Scott does best.

The main character is a treat for me – she’s got some real inner conflicts going on, and it’s only as the story develops that you get to delve into what happened to her, and why she behaves the way that she does.

For the cons, I would say that some of the characters seem superfluous. We could have done with about 3 less friends, and the novel still would have been done just as well. I can see how it would be a bit slow to get into, if you weren’t on the FNAF hype, but I don’t know anyone who doesn’t know the story of these games…

The only other critic? No… hm… warning? I guess the only other thing that I can say in negative light to this is that, if you’re expecting the animatronics to move around immediately, you’ve got another thing coming. It takes a while. I, personally, wasn’t expecting it. I loved the pacing, so that wasn’t an issue for me – but it has been for other people, I’ve noticed.

I do think that the pacing of this novel was great, and I really enjoyed it. It wasn’t just lore, and it wasn’t just horror. There was also an element of watching people and how they deal with grief, how they deal with terrible events that happen in their lives. I really did enjoy the overall atmosphere of the story, and it left me wanting more. I think that Scott did a fantastic job, and if he wants to release a dozen other AU novels, I’m going to pick up each and every one.

4/5 stars. It was fantastic. I’m certainly going to end up reading it again – after all, I devoured this book in one night.

 

Until next time, guys! Keep reading and writing, and keep being awesome!~

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