Eyes swollen and encrusted with dried blood slowly flicker open; blurred images eventually coming into focus as the sticky clotted eyelashes blink into life.
‘Good, you’re awake again,’ Henry Bletchley-Ward said as he placed the Olympus digital voice recorder on the table and slid the long kitchen knife out of the wooden block. It hardly made a sound and his saggy jowls flapped as he shook his head and sighed. No sword-like metal sound as it was in the films. He yanked his notebook and pen from his back pocket and scribbled down some notes.
Henry crossed the room and waved the knife in the salesman’s face like a child swinging a foil sword and scrutinised every reaction before scribbling away once more. The blood-splattered laminate pinned to his chest read, ‘Clive Hedges. EDF Energy’ yet gagged and taped to Henry’s kitchen chair, face swollen, bruised and bloodied, he didn’t look like a Clive. Henry liked that, it made his character more believable. He adjusted the video camera’s tripod and zoomed in on Clive’s face. ‘01/12/1999 00:00’ flashed repeatedly across the screen and Henry cursed. He set the time and date and pressed record.
How cool would it be to see the history of an object just by a single touch? You would be able to see everything and everyone that has come into contact with that object since it was first created. You could touch centuries old items and be dazzled by an amazing glimpse into its past – like time travel without the DeLorean or a big blue telephone box.
But what if that object was a murder weapon? Could you handle seeing the gruesome truth behind its bloody past down to every last bone crunching blood-spattered sinew and the heart-ache and suffering that undoubtedly follows?
At first you may be intrigued and become thick-skinned but in the end, as your head quickly fills with sickening images, could you continue?
Eldan Bethy, an Article Phenomenologist (AP), has this exact power.
To read more about Eldan and his work as an AP click on the link below:
A Touch Of Death
Stephen King Photograph: Kenzo Tribouillard/AFP/Getty Images
The Guardian newspaper recently ran a short story competition, which unfortunately I didn’t enter due to Open University study commitments, and the judge was none other than the master of horror himself, Stephen King.
The Guardian website wrote…
“The short story is alive and well in the UK according to novelist Stephen King, who this week picked the winner of a competition launched to celebrate his own latest collection, The Bazaar of Bad Dreams.
More than 800 creepy tales were submitted to the contest, run by the Guardian and King’s UK publisher, Hodder & Stoughton. King, who chose the winner from a shortlist of six, said: “I never expected such quality, and it does my heart good. Every one of these stories would be publishable.”
The bestselling novelist picked Elodie Harper’s Wild Swimming – a sinister tale set around a reservoir in Lithuania – as the winner, describing it as “part of a small but interesting genre: the 21st‑century epistolary tale.” Harper, 34, is a reporter for ITV News Anglia.”
You can read the winning story here: http://www.theguardian.com/books/2016/jan/30/stephen-king-short-story-competition-winner-wild-swimming-by-elodie-harper?CMP=twt_gu
The full article can be found here: http://www.theguardian.com/books/booksblog/2016/jan/30/stephen-king-picks-winner-short-story-contest
Congratulations to Elodie Harper and all those talented writers who were long-listed. The writing talent in this country is truly amazing 🙂
This is my latest creative writing ‘masterpiece’ courtesy of the voices within.
Come and meet Victor Gaunt, the uninvited watcher, as he sees the Calgonites for the first time on the day his friend commits suicide.
Are the Calgonites real or is Victor suffering from mental health issues?
Warning: Contains colourful language and scenes which some scaredy cats might find disturbing.
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Victor Gaunt (The Uninvited Watcher)
Here’s the first piece of fiction that I’ve written specifically for this site – all my other stories have been entered into competitions so can’t be published on here, at least not yet anyway.
The idea for this story came about from one of my weird dreams. I don’t always remember my dreams and those that I do tend to fade away within minutes. To prevent this happening I now have a ‘reverie’ notebook by the side of my bed to scribble things down when my sleep encrusted eyes snap open.
If you like the story, feel free to let me know. If you don’t like the story, tell me why and maybe I can fix it, if I agree with you that is 😉
Warning – contains colourful language.
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A story about the only successful Iraqi missile attack on an American target, which caused the highest number of casualties against coalition forces during the Gulf War 1991, in one single attack.
WARNING – Contains some colourful language.
To view the story click on the link below or, alternatively, go to the ‘LIFE WRITING’ tab above.
The Arrival Of Al Hussein