The Study

RDP Wednesday: Dangerous

Artist: David Ospina

My study is full of bright sunshine

the cool air smells like apples and freshly cut grass

my desk is a happy jumble of books by Dickens, wind up toys with metal keys

my laptop and just enough room for a snack, my cat

important things like that.


My guitar stands in the corner

my curtains are never closed, the door is always opened

my favorite chair as Goldilocks would say, feels just right

there’s a floor lamp near the heater that hasn’t been plugged in for years,

I just like the  dancing elephants stenciled  unevenly on the soft gray shade.


My study is a friendly place

I have pictures of cats and dogs and butterfly yo-yo’s

hanging on my light green  walls

I even have a bulletin board that I turned into a dart board

and I have an old Nintendo system so I can play Donkey Kong when I’m bored.


But when I sit down

and I start to work, the  door slams shut

the dogs on the walls grow jagged fangs, my desk turns into a maze littered with

broken bits of reality and from the hall I can hear my family say:


” Shhh, she’s writing. You know how she gets when she is writing.”

If Your Name Was Mara Petgrave

For Fandango’s Flashback Friday  I have chosen a story I wrote in 2008

It’s called:

If Your Name Was Mara Petgrave

With a name like Mara Petgrave nothing you can ever do or say will ever shock or scare people. No one will ever expect you to wear anything else besides black and if every one of your six husbands died shortly after you were married and you walked into a big inheritance every single time-

No one would notice.

If your name was Mara Petgrave and you lived down the street from a family in Fall River Massachusets and one of the two sisters  just happened to mention, down her long and snobby nose,   that with your dark looks and dark eyes you could be mistaken for one of those Sideshow women that danced with snakes,  you might be moved by their quip about the snakes to take up an Ax and dish out about 81 whacks and you may have gone for 40 more on top that.

Because  if you had name like Mara Petgrave you might think that the chance to watch someone else dance at the end of a rope for what you had done was funny.

With a name like Mara Petgrave no one would ask why it was that you never seemed to age and why they never saw you laugh or cough or sneeze.

Or blink.

If your name was Mara Petgrave you could work with the dead in a Funeral Home and no one would ask why it was that on your first day of work you stood over a very messy corpse and then looked up and said, ” so, where’s a good place to grab some lunch? ”

If your name was Mara Petgrave you might get bored with doing all these dark deeds and not once…. even for a minute get any sort of recognition for being the most Macabre Danseur in the field.

All because of that name of yours.

So if your name was Mara Petgrave you might change your name to say

….Anita Marie Moscoso

I’m Just Playing With Your Brain, Bob

These are fun and sassy short 15 second horror Challenge clips, ( except for the first one which I just happen to love, so I’m posting it ).

If you’d like to share your thoughts on them ( especially the third one ) I hope you will jot it down in the comment section.

Anita Marie.

When horror fiction meet reality:

This caused a buzz because on the surface it looks like a cut  ( or axed ) and dried horror story. But the question is, who was the real monster here?