The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.H.P. Lovecraft, ‘Supernatural Horror in Literature’ http://www.hplovecraft.com/writings/texts/essays/shil.aspx Now we have the obligatory Lovecraft quote out of the way, we can get on with figuring out what the hell horror really is. At least I… Continue reading What is Horror? | Guest Article by Gavin Gardiner
Stumbling, past each day. Crumbling, is the world around me. Facing it, braving today, comfort in the togetherness, of the mess we’re in, a together-mess? Engulfed by a loneliness, too difficult to suppress. How long will this hell last, has the worst of it already passed? Do you think life will return to normal? Or… Continue reading Together by Aimee Barry
“What did you want again?” Ceri half-shouted down the phone. She was queuing in a cramped café in the bustling heart of Paddington Train Station, winding her way around the tables and chairs like a conga line in slow motion until she reached the counter. Cherry, her wife of two-and-a-half years, had grown bored of… Continue reading Biggest Fan, pt. 12 by Heather Taylor
‘Merry’ [Definition: cheerful and lively; (of an occasion or season) characterized by festivity and enjoyment.] Every week, Forever Endeavour is here to give you a word, picture or song lyric to ignite your imagination and get you writing your next piece. Whether it propels you back to a vivid memory or sparks a whole new… Continue reading Weekly Writing Prompt #70
In an instant the tap turns on fills the heart with effervescence that pumps throughout floating limbs and digits into the realm of bubbles finds its way up the throat and out into the air in the form of a laughing shout that dashes in turn to find an ear to enter wheedling its way… Continue reading Joy by Amy Jasek
Cut up, was the body was on the sofa. Where it had been left. Its leg was bent at the knee and turned slightly outwards. An ankle dangled over the edge of the seat, the arch of a bare foot just grazing the fibres of the carpet. There were tights that started at the hem… Continue reading Cut by Abi Silverthorne
‘Alive’ [Definition: living, not dead; alert and active; animated] Every week, Forever Endeavour is here to give you a word, picture or song lyric to ignite your imagination and get you writing your next piece. Whether it propels you back to a vivid memory or sparks a whole new narrative or idea, challenge yourself and… Continue reading Weekly Writing Prompt #69
Stuck on what to buy the writer in your life this holiday season? Here are some ideas to inspire you! Once Upon A Time Card Game Using the cards, you can create your own fantastical story along with the other players. Who can use all the prompts they've been given and plot the most daring… Continue reading Christmas Gift Guide for Writers
Summer rain blankets the windshield, turning the parking lot into a canvas of mottled lights. I could never paint something so beautiful in its normality. Even if I had the time and the kind of thick paint that you couldn’t get at Walmart. The kind that came in the tubes with a screw off cap… Continue reading Where the Gutter Flowers Wilt, pt. 1 by Kyle Summerall
"She was only 17 Had the saddest pair of eyes that you ever seen" - mars, Yungblud Every week, Forever Endeavour is here to give you a word, picture or song lyric to ignite your imagination and get you writing your next piece. Whether it propels you back to a vivid memory or sparks a… Continue reading Weekly Writing Prompt #68
