I just finished (audiobook) The Thing Between Us by Gus Moreno. I am not really a regular reader of horror, but I dug this one a lot.
I’ve checked out (via Libby) Rakesfall by Vjara Chandrasekara, but haven’t started it yet.
Too kind, thank you. I have thought about getting a flea market booth to sell some of my work (and some of my weird junk hoard).
That’s a compliment fs. Thank you.
Do you want Temu Pinhead to show up? *We have such deeply discounted sights to show you. *
Perpetual altitude sickness.
Visitor Q.
I first saw it years ago at a goth movie night, and I’ve never witnessed a more uncomfortable audience reaction. Would still recommend.
My favorite example of this happened during a D&D game years ago in which the DM kept pronouncing the word portcullis as PORK-YOO-LISS.
To this day, the word causes the image of some sort of ancient Roman pig gladiator to appear unbidden in my mind.
Thanks for looking into this, officer Silkshirtski. Beth left here last night with that dirtbag Glenn, and he just kept saying he was “gonna take our daughter out tonight” and asking us if we wanted to “find hell with him”? We’re just sick with worry over here.
As are professional curse words.
More lies.