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I don’t want to start off another Daily Grind with another story of something unusual happening, but, its what seems to be the current trend at the moment. Little sleep, and nightmares, that seem to be coming more from out there, than from inside my head. I tried not to sleep last night, I truly…
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Don’t judge me, don’t criticize my choices, what I do, I do because I have to, not because I want to. Right now, at this moment I should be aboard my flight, heading towards my past, heading to Sydney, but instead I’m still here, trying to deal with everything that happened last night, or this…
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Tomorrow morning I fly across the strait, across a quarter of this great land, and face my past, face my mistakes, my greatest mistakes, head on. To say that I’m not worried would be lying, I’m petrified, stressed, and on top of that, this house is giving me bad vibes. Last night, when I finally…
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Time and time again, I find myself asking the question, why? Valid? Of course it is, we ask ourselves why all the time, about every move we make, about every decision, citing it to ourselves at a later date, why the choice had to be made, why we, did what we did. When Fear In…
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I’m nervously anticipating the weekend, it’s been almost 8 years since Clare left with the girls, 8 years of being lost in my own self pity, my own nightmare. I haven’t called, I can’t, if I lose my nerve before I’m even there I’ll never go, so I have to go in blind, and hope it all works…
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I was planning on doing a video today for the Daily Grind, but this new lap top and me are just not meshing well, so, videos will have to wait until I work it out. I guess it’s a throw back to when I was writing full time for Fear In Fear Magazine as it helped…
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Back when I was really hitting my stride while writing for Fear In Fear Magazine, I was introduced to an artist who had contacted the magazine due to being inspired by a few of my stories, his name was Gareth Wilkinson, we struck up a friendship instantly, and from that point on every story I…
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My lack of human company has created a black void around my life, one that seems to suck many things into it, and, every once in a while, strange things occur around the house. I know, this sounds like the start of a story, but as this seems an outlet for my life at the…
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I remember the day we were told Fear In Fear Magazine was mo more, I was sitting in a Sydney coffee shop with good friend and fellow writer Sam Melton. We were both more than surprised, we were shattered. Three days later, after a phone conversation I still to this day can’t remember, Sam took…
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Yesterday I talked about dreams, and how they inspire the stories that slip out of ones mind and onto the paper in front of you. Today, I want to touch a little on how another’s work can inspire. I know I mentioned fan fiction the other day, but this is deeper than mer fan fiction,…
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Do your dreams have a way of weaving their way into your stories? It’s a silly question I know, as an author I know a lot of my dreams turn up in some form in my stories, In fact some even push through so powerfully that the dreams force the story to be created. Where…
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Hello dear readers, Marty here, it’s been almost 24 hours since I took control of the blog, and as you can see, I have changed the name, but kept the posts running as they were when Matthew had control. I know you’re asking why, I myself asked that same question, but the reason is a…
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Down we go, further and further, deeper and deeper, where no light shines, where no one goes, deeper still, there, that’s the place, where our dreams are born, and our nightmares live, STOP do you feel it? the vibrations, it’s coming, it knows we’re here, run, climb, up and up, higher and higher, it’s close,…
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The new regime was set, Sally was in place, and the other girls followed, Belenti’s cut was sixty, but for a fledgling business, that wasn’t really that bad. All I had to do was play Killdone the right way, and then, set Belenti up, without anyone giving anything away, that’s why I left all the…
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It covers all, this sticky black tar, removing the light, sucking it all away, slowly draining me, like a withered husk, I trudge on, forward, towards your damnation, I see it, your end, for it shows me, all the blood, all the pain, but don’t fear it, and don’t run, as there’s nowhere to go, nowhere it…
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I poured Sally a drink and she nervously came and sat beside me, girl could drink, but, I guess if you’d just had some arsehole drive a couple of solid fists into you, then witnessed said arsehole have his head blown off and your boss, you’d need a couple of stiff drinks as well. We…
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Twenty-six day, count them, savor them, for soon they’ll be gone, disappearing into nothingness, fading like the liffy, So fear me, fear my name, fear my face, for when you see it, you’ll know your time is done, so say it, say it, say it with me, breath it, drink it take me all in, you know it,…
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So, I’m standing there, my glock smoking, Sally screaming her fucking perky little tittys off, and her boss lying in an ever-growing pool of blood, I’d not only fucked the chicken with this one, I’d also boned the cow, jerked off the bull and performed fellatio on the roster as well, Killdone was going to…
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Do you see me? Do you feel me? Do you know I’m here? waiting and watching, smelling your growing fear, days turn into weeks, weeks into years, feeding your fears, growing your pain, waiting for you to ripen, soon, twenty-seven days and you will bloom, twenty-seven days seal your doom.
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Pinnerforth, that’s the last word she said to me, fuck knows what it meant at the time, but I vowed I’d find out. Her name was Sally York, stripper from the wrong side of town, you know, one of those heart of gold types, just wanted to be happy, getting her kit off in front…