I love that about cows. But because I have the brain that I have, I spent the rest of the day making it a mission to find as many un-blurred videos of sharks eating people that I could find. Oops.
Confession time: I’m a 32 year old man and still have trouble closing my eyes for too long in the pool. Something involving water comes out over and over again in my stories and I have no idea why...
I love the ocean and my dream is to get in a cage with Great Whites, but also I could be in 10 feet of brown water at a local lake and my legs want to crawl up inside my body.
The all too real corpse almost makes me jealous. That he traveled and saw so much. He almost made it into showbiz after being an inanimate entertainer for 60 years!
As a New Yorker, the toilet rat one gets me the most. At least I can comfort myself that I live on the 5th floor, so hopefully even the most ambitious sewer rat wouldn't make it this far. (If that logic doesn't hold up, please nobody tell me. I don't want to know.)
When I was a kid, big enough to be dropped off with friends at the local mall, my mom warned me to always go into public restrooms with friends because a local gang initiation was to cut off the penis of kids they found alone. As a young boy, you’re never going to admit you’re scared to your friends, and you’re not going to ask for a buddy to be lookout while you piss, so every trip to the public toilets felt riskier than riding my bike down a dirt ramp path with no helmet. Eventually, I realized my mom was full of well-intentioned shit. Like, if she really believed it, why would she ever let me out of her sight? https://www.snopes.com/fact-check/mutilated-boy/
But now that I’m a parent?!?!?! My fear is that I’m going to hear some terrifying report and dismiss it as an urban legend, laugh off something too sinister to take serious, and then discover that unheeded horror turns out to be true when it’s my kids in my news.
It feels like you'd have time to negotiate with any animal, except a snake. Sneaky. Especially a toilet snake.
When growing up, like so many people of my age, I feared going near rivers at night. In Moroccan folklore, the story goes that a Djin called Aicha Kandicha, kills anyone who gets near rivers at night. Maybe parents feared that their children drown, so they invented a 'swimming' boogeyman.
Anyway, a proposed origins story, goes that the name Kandicha is derived from the name 'contessa' (countess). It is said that a noble woman avenged her husband's murder, by seducing and killing Portuguese soldiers. She might have been alive in the 14th or 15th century, around the time of the "Battle of Three Kings".
I wanna believe the 'Contessa' origin cause it'll make a great action movie.
It seems the removable medicine cabinet presents the same domestic horror as the conjoining passage in Rosemary's Baby. We want to believe that we're safe behind our own locked door. Rosemary questions the previous owner's decision to blockade a closet with a dresser, “Why would she cover up her vacuum cleaner and her towels?” Well, there is a reason.
Reading #1 reminded me of the horrifying fact that the human rectum can stretch up to 8 inches, but a full-grown racoon can squeeze through a hole of only 4 inches. Check before you sit, people.
I've been trying to work on a piece called THE PIED PIPER about the urban legend of kids getting oxycontin & xanax in their hallowe'en candy and getting hooked. Wasn't on the list but it's something that does seem super terrifying.
It reminds me of when we used to take extreme super sour candy as kids, and then wreck havock on coffee shops. Didn't end well. I kept chasing that sour candy ever since. Never found one that had the same effect.
Maybe, You know what? In the early 2000s, for a brief period there was a type of candy that contained Absinthe. Le Pastis de Marseille. A very strong alcohol drink. Some shop keepers sold it, not knowing its contents. Nothing was regulated back then ( Still not much regulated today as a matter of fact). I tried it. Everyone did. Its not around anymore. The best you can find that is similar is one called Anise, Pastis flavored only, kinda lame.
I'm pretty sure it was just sour candy though. The havock came from within us to be honest.
Some chick named Carrie said this is where all the cool kids hang out. I met her in an Uber she's a hot little number a man stuck in a woman's body right carrie? Anyhow let me go read this.
That’s nice. Are you quoting Cormac McCarthy? (Sounds kind of John Donne-ish). Or is it just your own words being profound and moving?
I wrote a story inspired by Cropsey once. Self published it in a book of stories a couple years ago.
What scares me? Deep...dark...water. The older I get, the worse it gets.
Now my day is ruined.
I love that about cows. But because I have the brain that I have, I spent the rest of the day making it a mission to find as many un-blurred videos of sharks eating people that I could find. Oops.
I love to sit on the beach, but I never ever ever ever ever go in. And I am not even going to the ocean, just to a Great Lake! Sand is my friend. :)
Confession time: I’m a 32 year old man and still have trouble closing my eyes for too long in the pool. Something involving water comes out over and over again in my stories and I have no idea why...
I love the ocean and my dream is to get in a cage with Great Whites, but also I could be in 10 feet of brown water at a local lake and my legs want to crawl up inside my body.
Has Cropsey already been fictionalized? If not, thats a gold mine. Every neighborhood has at least one creep.
The all too real corpse almost makes me jealous. That he traveled and saw so much. He almost made it into showbiz after being an inanimate entertainer for 60 years!
Wasn't included in the list, but an urban legend that turned out to be true that unsettled me was people hacking into baby monitors/cameras.
Joining the illuminati...I'm getting all these weird emails about being watched but I totally know the score. Fear not. lol
As a New Yorker, the toilet rat one gets me the most. At least I can comfort myself that I live on the 5th floor, so hopefully even the most ambitious sewer rat wouldn't make it this far. (If that logic doesn't hold up, please nobody tell me. I don't want to know.)
I'm with you as to this being the scariest.
When I was a kid, big enough to be dropped off with friends at the local mall, my mom warned me to always go into public restrooms with friends because a local gang initiation was to cut off the penis of kids they found alone. As a young boy, you’re never going to admit you’re scared to your friends, and you’re not going to ask for a buddy to be lookout while you piss, so every trip to the public toilets felt riskier than riding my bike down a dirt ramp path with no helmet. Eventually, I realized my mom was full of well-intentioned shit. Like, if she really believed it, why would she ever let me out of her sight? https://www.snopes.com/fact-check/mutilated-boy/
But now that I’m a parent?!?!?! My fear is that I’m going to hear some terrifying report and dismiss it as an urban legend, laugh off something too sinister to take serious, and then discover that unheeded horror turns out to be true when it’s my kids in my news.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=0t2VPBF6Kp4
Weird. I just came across this a couple days ago.
Well that was an entire list of "nope" 😬
It feels like you'd have time to negotiate with any animal, except a snake. Sneaky. Especially a toilet snake.
When growing up, like so many people of my age, I feared going near rivers at night. In Moroccan folklore, the story goes that a Djin called Aicha Kandicha, kills anyone who gets near rivers at night. Maybe parents feared that their children drown, so they invented a 'swimming' boogeyman.
Anyway, a proposed origins story, goes that the name Kandicha is derived from the name 'contessa' (countess). It is said that a noble woman avenged her husband's murder, by seducing and killing Portuguese soldiers. She might have been alive in the 14th or 15th century, around the time of the "Battle of Three Kings".
I wanna believe the 'Contessa' origin cause it'll make a great action movie.
It seems the removable medicine cabinet presents the same domestic horror as the conjoining passage in Rosemary's Baby. We want to believe that we're safe behind our own locked door. Rosemary questions the previous owner's decision to blockade a closet with a dresser, “Why would she cover up her vacuum cleaner and her towels?” Well, there is a reason.
Reading #1 reminded me of the horrifying fact that the human rectum can stretch up to 8 inches, but a full-grown racoon can squeeze through a hole of only 4 inches. Check before you sit, people.
I've been trying to work on a piece called THE PIED PIPER about the urban legend of kids getting oxycontin & xanax in their hallowe'en candy and getting hooked. Wasn't on the list but it's something that does seem super terrifying.
I'll read that.
It reminds me of when we used to take extreme super sour candy as kids, and then wreck havock on coffee shops. Didn't end well. I kept chasing that sour candy ever since. Never found one that had the same effect.
Warheads?
Not sure, but its probably made in France. A French product.
Sounds gnarly.
Maybe, You know what? In the early 2000s, for a brief period there was a type of candy that contained Absinthe. Le Pastis de Marseille. A very strong alcohol drink. Some shop keepers sold it, not knowing its contents. Nothing was regulated back then ( Still not much regulated today as a matter of fact). I tried it. Everyone did. Its not around anymore. The best you can find that is similar is one called Anise, Pastis flavored only, kinda lame.
I'm pretty sure it was just sour candy though. The havock came from within us to be honest.
Right? Do you guys practice Hallowe'en over there?
Some chick named Carrie said this is where all the cool kids hang out. I met her in an Uber she's a hot little number a man stuck in a woman's body right carrie? Anyhow let me go read this.
AI slowly eliminating the purpose of life for humans ... When AI can write a story better then you - what do you think about that?
OR—put in another way—Do you think AI will ever take over human creativity?
It hasn't already?
Eliminating the purpose of life? Or taken over human creativity?
Both.