Silence: A Valentine’s Special

Silence by Eimear Jackson

As Valentine’s Day is swiftly approaching, I thought I’d share something very special with you all.

Silence is a short story that was inspired by the wonderful picture above. Silence was taken by my friend Eimear Jackson, check out more of her work on  Tumblr or   Instagram.


I stand before him under the sparkling, speckled light of the glittering disco ball. I gaze into those same blue eyes, the violet colour of bluebells. It takes me back to the first time I’d seen his mesmerizing eyes, lit up by another luminescent disco light.


I stared at him from under my curtain of thick wavy waist length hair, which hid some of my monstrous weight. I was shy and lonely, but also hopeful. The new world of people, dancing and discos was a wonder to me. It was just like it had been described in Bunty.
I leaned against the grubby wall and continued to gawp at him. Like magic, his eyes met mine and he smiled at me. I turned my head slightly away towards the ground, my face felt warm and sticky. When I lifted my head, he was still smiling in my direction. Again, I looked away from him, my cheeks on fire. After a few seconds, I shyly looked back at him from under my mane of hair. He grinned right at me. At me! It was just like the magazines said. I couldn’t help but smile awkwardly, my mouth drew open to reveal shiny silver train tracks. I closed my mouth quickly, I hoped he hadn’t seen my mouthful of metal!

The DJ announced the slow set, and I knew that the time had come. All the tips to attract a boy were working and he would ask me to dance. He started to cross the room, his indigo eyes glittering. I fixed my top, pulling it down to reveal my giant, ample bosoms. I pulled my hair back behind my ears to expose my neck. Apparently, boys found the neck and cleavage area very appealing. I swayed gently to the music. My heart pounded like it would rocket out of my chest. My mouth was dry and I ached. I waited for that first word, touch, moment.
But it never came.

You stopped before me and my heart leapt. But then you veered to the right and walked toward one of those perfect girls. Her hair was poker straight,  I knew I should have used the iron before I left home! She wore a short black skirt and a belly top, her stomach was pancake flat.  She licked her heather shimmer lipstick coated lips. Why didn’t I listen to my sister and wear the stupid lipstick like she had suggested?! Little Miss Perfect  was the anti-me. As the notes of “End of the Road” by Boyz ii Men flooded the room, you told her in your thick, West Cork accent that SHE IS BEAUTIFUL. It sounded vile and disgusting.  I never wanted to hear you utter another word, ever. In that moment, I decided that this was NOT the end of the road for us.


Now, we stand. I lure you in with seductive glances and you smile and nod appreciatively in my direction. Your eyes move from my face down to my luscious bust. I turn slightly to show off my small waist and curvy bottom. You smirk and your greedy eyes are lust-filled.

This time, you approach ME. Because now I look like the anti-ME. You never got to know my name or my face, so you don’t recognise me. The old fat and ugly me is still perched inside this beautiful external body. You offer to buy me a drink and I agree demurely.  We stand at the edge of the dancefloor and sip scotch as you stare down my plunging neckline. I rub my body against you and you try to kiss me. I shake my head with a mischievous smile. “I’d like to bring you somewhere more private.”  I can feel your arousal pressed against my thigh. I step back and you speed walk to the cloak room to pick up your coat. I wait and lick my lips suggestively each time you glance at me.

In the taxi home, your hands are all over me. They travel up my thighs and just as they reach the end of my skin-tight skirt, I take them and place them in your lap. I shake my head, “Not yet. ” As we walk in to my apartment, your words are slightly slurred and your eyes have a hazy, drunken look to them. I close the door behind us and I kiss you deeply.  I leave your hands roam freely over my body for a few seconds before I pull back.
Now, you whisper those words again,  “YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL.” I try to hide my disgust but I feel sick to my stomach.

I walk away and tell you to sit on the couch while I get a nightcap for us from the kitchen. I come back with two glasses filled with amber liquid. We say “Sláinte” and you throw back the whole glass of scotch in one gulp. I sip mine slowly. I savour the flavor and the heat before I straddle you. We kiss passionately and you clutch my butt cheeks in your vice grip hands. Our lips are moistened by alcohol and saliva.

In the middle of a kiss, your hands and mouth go limp. Your head tilts back, you are unconscious. I wipe my lips and climb off, kicking you in the balls as I do. You disgust me, but you are still as beautiful as you were the first time I saw you in 1997. I prefer you like this – silent. You don’t budge, the tranquiliser works exactly as planned. I grab my supplies from the kitchen and go to work.


Now, it is dawn. There is a red tinge to the grey sky ahead and we sit at the edge of the cliff in Ardmore. We listen to Boyz ii Men croon via a Bluetooth speaker as waves bash against the rocks below. Your purple-blue eyes open in wonder. A string of rope splits your handsome face in a perfect half and rope binds your hands together tightly. You are silent, but your face speaks volumes. You cannot comprehend this beautiful moment. Your mouth parts in a silent scream, your tongue has been removed.

Now, we are more alive than ever before. The cold, salty wind whips around us and I kiss your cheek softly. I say, “Now, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL too, ” while I stare into your eyes. Now, we are perfect. Your eyes widen with pleasure as I hold you tightly to me. You are seated on the cliff edge and I straddle you again, you seemed to like that earlier. I wrap my arms tightly around you and rock us back and forth until we build momentum. With a final lurch, I pull you with me. Now, we are flying… into the abyss of forever together.



#Filmreview – Lunch Ladies Movie @LunchLadiesFilm

Lunch Ladies I’m so excited  to bring you a review for the awesome short movie Lunch Ladies!

This film is dark, camp, bloody and hilarious. Lunch Ladies is a short film that is currently doing the festival circuit. As soon as I read the film blurb, I knew I would love it.

Lunch Ladies is a short film with a distinct 80s John Waters vibe. It’s about two high school lunch ladies who are utterly  obsessed with Johnny Depp. Their ultimate dream is to become his personal chefs and they will go to bloody lengths to achieve their dream! What a premise, eh?
This is gory and funny and the  special effects are disgustingly good! In a strange way,  this movie is about never giving up on your dreams.
The two main actresses scream desperation and a need to escape from their humdrum,  dinner lady lives! I loved their twisted obsession with Johnny Depp and the t-shirts, posters and memorabilia! But what I loved most is their bloody determination.
Lunch Ladies Movie

The actresses playing Seretta Burr and LouAnne Burr were excellent and I’d  love to see more of them!

Directed by J.M. Logan and written by Clarissa Jacobson, Lunch Ladies won South African Horrorfest – Best Comedy Short, as well as Best Horror Comedy Short for BOTH Atlanta Horror and Nightmares Festival. The film also won Best Editing for Mumbai International Shorts and I can see why! If you can catch a screening near you, go for it! 😉
Lunch Ladies Movie

I like my humour black and this is pitch-black! Lunch Ladies is fecking brilliant! My only negative? I want it to be longer and I want it to come to Ireland!

To find out more about Lunch Ladies, click here.

#BookReview: Lost Solace by Karl Drinkwater @karldrinkwater

Lost Solace

Lost Solace is a clever space horror with a feisty ball-buster female lead!

I’m a big fan of Karl’s horror writing so I couldn’t wait to get my hands on Lost Solace. You can read my review of Karl’s horror collection here.

About the Book

Sometimes spaceships disappear with everyone on board – the Lost Ships. But sometimes they come back, strangely altered, derelict, and rumoured to be full of horrors.

Opal is on a mission. She’s been seeking something her whole life. Something she is willing to die for. And she thinks it might be on a Lost Ship.

Opal has stolen Clarissa, an experimental AI-controlled spaceship, from the military. Together they have tracked down a Lost Ship, in a lonely nebula far from colonised space.

The Lost Ship is falling into the gravity well of a neutron star, and will soon be truly lost … forever. Legends say the ships harbour death, but there’s no time for indecision.

Opal gears up to board it. She’s just one woman, entering an alien and lethal environment. But perhaps with the aid of Clarissa’s intelligence – and an armoured spacesuit – Opal may stand a chance.

Best Read

When you want to escape to outer space for a scary,  intergalactic adventure!

My Thoughts on the Book

Opal is essentially a space pirate, she has stolen a ship,  hacked into its’ artificial intelligence and has her own hidden agenda.

Opal has programmed the ship’s AI to her settings and named her Clarissa. But Clarissa is no normal AI and displays strange traits. They are the key characters for most of the books and they develop a close, but curious relationship.

Before the horror starts, tension is added to the story with the isolation of the Opal and her yearning to find one of the mythical ‘lost ships’. When Clarissa detects one of the spaceships,  Opal sets out to board it in an awesome space suit. I want one! The atmosphere on the ship is claustrophobic, it is ‘alive’, although abandoned and strange horrors wait around every corner –  enter alien robots and mysterious substances. I’m slow to divulge any more but there are lots of weird, tense and eerie scenes on the ship.

Opal is a mysterious and sometimes angry character, but there are small glimpses of her softer, human side. She is a force to be reckoned with and I would hate to have her as an enemy!

The descriptions of space, the ships and the gadgets were excellent, allowing me to easily imagine the scenes. The cleverly created action sequences kept the pace of the story moving. As with Karl’s other books, the writing is excellent and to the point.

This is an thrilling space horror with an unconventional female friendship at the core. I think this would appeal to fans of adventure, Sci-Fi and horror.  I can’t wait to see what happens in the next installment.

To purchase the book

About the Author

Lost Solace

Karl Drinkwater is originally from Manchester but has lived in Wales for half his life. He’s a full-time author, edits fiction for other writers, and was a professional librarian for over twenty-five years. He has degrees in English, Classics, and Information Science.

He writes in multiple genres: his aim is always just to tell a good story. Among his books you’ll find elements of literary and contemporary fiction, gritty urban, horror, suspense, paranormal, thriller, sci-fi, romance, social commentary, and more. The end result is interesting and authentic characters, clever and compelling plots, and believable worlds.

When he isn’t writing he loves exercise, guitars, computer and board games, the natural environment, animals, social justice, cake, and zombies. Not necessarily in that order.

Eve: A Christmas Ghost Story #BookReview #ChristmasHorror @shani_struthers

Eve: A Christmas Ghost Story

I’m a big fan of audiobooks and The Psychic Surveys series from Shani Struthers, so I was delighted when I won an Audible copy of Eve: A Christmas Ghost Story!

About the Book

What do you do when a whole town is haunted? 

In 1899, in the North Yorkshire market town of Thorpe Morton, a tragedy occurred; 59 people died at the market hall whilst celebrating Christmas Eve, many of them children. One hundred years on and the spirits of the deceased are restless still, ‘haunting’ the community, refusing to let them forget. 

In 1999, psychic investigators Theo Lawson and Ness Patterson are called in to help, sensing immediately on arrival how weighed down the town is. Quickly they discover there’s no safe haven. The past taints everything. 

Hurtling towards the anniversary as well as a new millennium, their aim is to move the spirits on, to cleanse the atmosphere so everyone – the living and the dead – can start again. But the spirits prove resistant and soon Theo and Ness are caught up in battle, fighting against something that knows their deepest fears and can twist them in the most dangerous of ways. 

They’ll need all their courage to succeed and the help of a little girl too – a spirit who didn’t die at the hall, who shouldn’t even be there…

Best Listened To

Eve: A Christmas Ghost is best listened to while lounging on the couch late on Christmas Night with some mulled wine or hot port.

Eve: A Christmas Ghost Story

My Thoughts on the Audiobook

This is a prequel to the Psychic Surveys series, told from Theo’s point of view. I love Ruby, the main character in the the Psychic Surveys series, but fierce Theo is my favourite. I loved getting more of an insight into her story and that of fellow psychic Ness.

The tale begins in mid-December in a town devoid of any Christmas spirit. Thorpe Morton is a place where everyone is haunted by ghosts and the town’s tragic past.

Theo and Ness soon find that they are dealing with more than a simple haunting, resulting in some terrifying scenes.

I loved the growing relationship between Theo and Ness. The contrast between Theo’s  strong personality and Ness’ quiet reserved nature worked brilliantly.

This is not only a ghost story, but also a mystery. The ending was sad, but also heartwarming. Like the other Psychic Survey books, this is about friendship and trust overcoming darkness.

The narrator’s accent added to the essence of this book. Her rich, warm accent suited the tale perfectly.

Eve: A Christmas Ghost Story is a Christmas horror with a heart.

Buy the Book

To purchase the audiobook, click here.

To purchase the e-book, click here.

About the Author

Eve: A Christmas Ghost Story

Born and bred in Brighton, Shani is the author of several paranormal books, some set in and around her hometown, others further afield, in the world’s most haunted locations to be exact!

To find out more about Shani click here.



I love books and I love Christmas (as much as Halloween!) so I had to do this tag!  Thanks to Trish over at Between my Lines for the inspiration! I’m not tagging anyone specific, but I’d love if some of you joined in with #ChristmasBookBloggersTag.



I cheated and picked two moments, each as sweet as the other.

My first pick is from Anne of Green Gables when Anne receives her very first Christmas present in true ‘Anne with an E’ style.

“Merry Christmas, Marilla! Merry Christmas, Matthew! Isn’t it a lovely Christmas? I’m so glad it’s white. Any other kind of Christmas doesn’t seem real, does it? I don’t like green Christmases. They’re not green — they’re just nasty faded browns and grays. What makes people call them green? Why — why — Matthew, is that for me? Oh, Matthew!”


My second pick is the scene of Harry’s first Christmas at Hogwarts in Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. It gets me every time.

After a meal of turkey sandwiches, crumpets, trifle, and Christmas cake, everyone felt too full and sleepy to do much before bed except sit and watch Percy chase Fred and George all over Gryffindor tower because they’d stolen his prefect badge



I love to read a special book by the Christmas tree lights. I have ever since I read one of my Mallory Towers books by the twinkling lights as a child. Last week I read Carmel Harrington’s Every Time A Bell Rings and re-reading that may become a Christmas book tradition!


I love both! I just love anything bookish. 😁


Yes, I have been known to.  I’m a book pusher 😉


Mmm.. I have really wanted a nice collector’s edition of Anne of Green Gables or The Stand for a long time now.


I’d love a surprise!


A nice, full 7 ft fake tree, accompanied by pine-cone smelling candles. 🎄 🎄


Spending time me with family and friends, Christmas has always been a big deal in my family and I love it! Also, my annual Christmas Eve date with my husband in our local pub. Five years ago, we had our first official date there on Christmas Eve and we return to the scene of the crime every year. 😁


An oldie, but a goodie – A Christmas Carol. Classic Dickens and it encapsulates the true meaning of Christmas.



I love it all!!! But I’m a sucker for all the yummy vegetables and selection of potatoes! Roasties, mash and croquettes are a must!


Christmas morning! I love unwrapping presents in my Christmas pyjamas by the tree.


White Christmas by Bing Crosby, we grew up to Bing blaring in our house and car and I love all his Christmas songs. But, the most special Christmas song to me is Fairytale of New York by The Pogues. It was my Nan’s favourite song, it’s bittersweet hearing it but it’s played so much that she’s never out of our thoughts at Christmas time. 💖


No, it was all I wanted as a child, but it’s not half as romantic now that I drive! We had a lovely White Christmas a good few years ago. It was okay to drive in, we had snowball fights and it was so pretty. Unfortunately, the same year my sister was in Australia. She was crying down the phone and it wasn’t the same without her.


Special 📢 Announcement – 11TH HOUR CLEANING from Exit 44 Entertainment

11th Hour Cleaning

I have a very special announcement on the blog! I’m thrilled to introduce you to an exciting new horror movie, 11TH HOUR CLEANING!

What is 11th Hour Cleaning?

11th Hour Cleaning is an upcoming supernatural film with a very unusual premise. The film tells the story of a group of crime scene cleaners that struggle to escape a murder house after becoming trapped by an ancient Nordic demon that is hell bent on driving them insane. I love the sound of this!

I was thrilled when the writer /director Ty Leisher contacted me with the press release for 11th Hour Cleaning. The film features a lot of mythology and part of the demon is inspired by the Badb, from Irish mythology.

Badb, among with Ana and Macha make up the trilogy of The Morris and or Morrigu. Badb an Irish goddess of war. Her cries were heard at the start of battles and for this reason she is identified with the bean-sidhe or Banshee, a signal of impending death. I find this whole subject fascinating, especially after attending a talk on the subject  from Dr. Bernie McCarthy of West Cork College. I can’t wait to see how this plays out in 11th Hour Cleaning!

The Inspiration Behind Eleventh Hour Cleaning

“As a kid, my parents were    foreclosed home cleaners    until one day, we walked into  a house where a murder occurred.”    Writer/Director, Ty Leisher    said, “Since that day I’ve dreamed of telling this horrific story in the most    psychologically twisted way    possible.”


11TH HOUR CLEANING is a debut supernatural    horror    film from Exit 44 Entertainment. 11TH HOUR CLEANING

11TH    HOUR CLEANING is  the directorial feature debut of Ty Leisher, who penned the script  with the help of coproducers    Ed Morrone (White    Collar, The Fugitive Chronicles)  11TH HOUR CLEANING  who costars, and editor    Eric Brodeur (Filly Brown,   Exeter), who will also lend    his hand in the editing bay.  The creative team behind the    camera includes special effects makeup artist Melanie    Young (Scream: The TV    Series,    Sacrament)      cinematographer Vince    Taroc, and production    designer Kim Brunner (The  New Adventures of Peter &    Wendy). Casting will be   announced on November 28,   2017. Filming is set to commence on December 9,  2017, in the director’s    hometown of El Segundo, CA.

11TH    HOUR    CLEANING  marks the second    collaboration for  the Exit    44  Entertainment team.    Their previous short film,    Stranded, is available to    watch here:

If Stranded is anything to go by, 11TH HOUR CLEANING promises to be impactful, interesting and chilling. I cannot wait to see it!


Closer to the release date in September/ October 2018, I might even have some cast or crew interviews for you all so keep your eyes peeled!


#MovieReview: The Faith Community

The Faith Community

When I was asked to review The Faith Community, I was ecstatic! I love horror movies, so this was a dream come true for me! I’d like to thank Robert from Vicious Apple Productions for the opportunity.

About the Movie

A group of religious students drive into the remote wilderness to spend time with a religious sect and strengthen their bond with God. The three unsuspecting students film everything to document their experience, but soon find themselves in the dark underbelly of a twisted religious cult with questionable motives. This found footage film and horror movie will test even the most devout faith.

My Thoughts on the Movie

Religion in horror freaks the hell out of me and there is something inherently creepy about religious fanatics! So I had high hopes for this after watching the trailer! This found footage film, though lower budget than a lot of the horror films in the market, was better than most of the horror films I’ve watched in the past couple of years. Mainstream horror can be stale at times, so this was a refreshing change.

From the opening scene, tension built steadily. When the three religious students arrive at the bible camp in the woods, the viewer is immediately aware that there is something not right. The interviews with the members of the cult build the unease and drama. The viewer in to the world of the egotistical ‘Messenger.’ The intensity of the movie increases as the real horror unfolds rapidly.

The downside to this movie for me was the camera work, but this is my issue with found footage films in general. The footage seemed raw and unedited, but maybe this was purposeful.

This was a chilling movie and there were some  scarily realistic scenes. The acting was good, except for one or two slightly over the top moments. Olive Palmer playing Michael was excellent.

There is no background music to this movie, which increased the authenticity. And although it doesn’t have a glossy finish or any added bells and whistles, I quite enjoyed it and found some scenes very freaky.  For a first time director with a low budget, Faith Johnson did a good job, and I look forward to the next film she’s involved in. This was original and different to the norm, so it’s a thumbs up from me.

To find out more about the Faith Community movie, click here.

To watch now on  Amazon or PPOV Horror, click here.

#Badtime Stories – A brilliant book project for kids & adults


Bedtime is a bad time for Jacob and Jacob but nightmares are the least of their worries.

Badtime Stories contains 50 bite-sized tales of gothic fantasy, chillingly illustrated throughout by Carl Pugh. The stories feature twins called Jacob and Jacob as they do their best to stay awake or escape their room in a world where shadows have a life of their own and clowns live in the wardrobes. There are peculiar characters such as Nurse Mariam, a gardener called Cloister, a babysitter called Balthazar, an order of nuns known as the Also Sisters, and a father made entirely of ash who lives in an urn. Try as they might, the twins’ efforts are thwarted by some strange new terror and sleep always wins.

Dom Conlon and Carl Pugh have been working together for over 20 years as a creative team producing brand strategy for video games including Resident Evil, Dead Rising, and Devil May Cry. Their fertile imaginations have fed upon the world around them and grown to the point where Badtime Stories began to take on a life of its own. Though short, each story is packed with detail hinting at a wider, stranger world in which anything can happen – however surreal.

The book is for children and adults wanting something deliciously dark but never gruesome or disturbing and always with a wicked sense of humour. It is in the tradition of fairy tales from a time when children could go walking in forests, talk to woodcutters and even have their thumbs cut off. There are pledge levels ranging from the book to individual portraiture and special editions and your support is vital.

To support Badtime Stories click here.

#Halloween #BookReview Ghosts of Manor House by Matt Powers

Ghosts of Manor House

As many of you will already know, I’m a lover of grand ghost  stories in haunted houses, so I was delighted when Matt asked me to review Ghosts of Manor House. Even the name is delightfully creepy.

A mother will sacrifice anything for her children. A husband will risk everything to save his wife. Manor House will take them all.

Best Read

Ghosts of Manor House is best read by flickering candlelight while drinking a steaming cup of tea.


My Thoughts on the Ghosts of Manor House

Edmund and Mary, along with their daughter Stephanie find their lives at a standstill after the loss of their son, Tommy. Mary receives an invitation to mysterious Manor House,  where Edmund will work on his novel and the family will repair their relationships. It’s clear from the beginning that the whole family, but especially Mary are desperately grieving, adding another dark dimension to the story.

Edmund goes to Manor House ahead of his family to work on his writing, but all is not as it seems. Manor House has a dark history, that slowly reveals itself to Edmund through his writing, which reminded me of The Shining.  Mr. Travers, the giant oak tree overshadowing the grand house and gardens is a firm part of the house’s disturbing history. I loved the way Mr. Travers was treated as a character and a key element of the story.

Along with the surreal, creepy going-ons in Manor House, the historical back story adds an extra layer of horror to the tale. The book reaches a shocking climax when Edmund finds out exactly what Manor House is hiding.

The only little negative is that it could have been a teeny,  bit creeper,  but then I am probably de-sensitised by the amount of horror I read and watch!  I really enjoyed this book and I’ll be keeping an eye out for more of Matt’s work.


If you’re looking for a creepy, surreal Halloween read, definitely check it out!

To purchase Ghosts of Manor House click here.

About the Author

Ghosts of Manor House
Matt is the author and creator of Ghosts of Manor House and Senior Producer at Zynga. Computers and video games have been a part of his life since he was young. As a child, he always played video games and when he was ten, his Dad told him that he should try making his own. And so he taught himself to program and create games on the computer. He majored in Computer Science and enjoys working with a team of creative people. Matt has a passion for books and finds writing to be a great way to release his inner creativity.

Matt lives and works in the busy and vibrant metropolis of San Francisco where he is surrounded by extraordinary views of the ocean. He loves how the city is filled with a variety of people and activities – there is always something to do and new to see. In addition to San Francisco, Matt spends a lot of time in Grass Valley with friends and family where he can escape the concrete jungle for the relative calm of this gold mining sierra town. This is where the characters and story of Ghosts came to life.

He loves to write because he can use his wacky and twisted imagination to create interesting characters that he brings to life on paper. Matt’s writing process with Ghosts started with a concept, “write a creepy haunted house story.” Ideas became scenes, which became characters that created a story. Matt made a deal with Manor House to tell its tale and so he did, but at what price?

To learn more about Matt Powers and Ghosts of Manor House Visit:

Twitter and Instagram: @ghostsofmanorhouse


The History of Halloween

Today in the spirit of Halloween ? ,  I have a special guest post from author Ashley Franz Holman.

The complete history of Halloween is a complicated one.

The modern, secular version is ironic, as the progression from superstition, Roman traditions, Celtic holiday, Christianity, and then finally to commercialism has given Halloween an interesting flavor.

Those familiar with Ovid may know of Feralia, which was a Roman holiday commemorating the dead and is often cited as an influence on what would become Halloween.
What is interesting about Feralia standing out as a primary influence is that most cultures have had similar traditions regarding death and the remembrance of ancestors.
Samhain, the Celtic and Pagan tradition is often considered to be the largest influence on the modern holiday.
It took place during the fall. There were monsters and demons that showed themselves only on that day. It was a magical time.
While the modern traditions for Halloween are mostly secular in nature, it was the Catholic church’s decision to create an alternative to Samhain with All Saints/Souls Day.
Over the centuries, bits of all of the world’s traditions found a place to mix in the melting pot that was America.
By the early 1900s, something resembling Trick or Treating started to catch steam. There was a lull during the sugar rationing of the Second World War, but once the Americans returned from fighting Halloween was one of the traditions that made the country feel normal again.

There’s something very human about the tradition of Halloween. Our obsessions with death, our desires to be remembered. Fear of monsters and the unknown.

Check out more of Ashley’s writing here on Ashley’s website.

Check out Vice and Virtues, a Horror anthology presented by Ashley on Amazon. The perfect ? Halloween read ?!