Tag Archives: Angela Yuriko Smith

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Her Special Day by Angela Yuriko Smith This is my special day, the moment I have waited for, my chance to be a queen. It’s the day my family brings me flowers, dresses me … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! The High Cost of Assumptions by Angela Yuriko Smith We are surfing starlight, raging divinity in moon fright, drowning in the balanced chaos of the rave light and screaming to the music of the … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! How Our True Love Failed by Angela Yuriko Smith We felt safe watching the blizzard from our warm couch and our perfect life. Our house was a fortress of warmth. We had no thought … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! On Networking, Webs and Connectivity by Angela Yuriko Smith Thoughts are deadly gossamer, silvery filaments breaching the vacant void to reach me. Dangers tremble along my neural networks, each tentative vibration a warning that … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Games We Play by Angela Yuriko Smith The pieces gleam in the moonlight, each figure holding the weight of battle, and the potential for blood. I sit across from you, silent, and slide my … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! I’ve Lived Through Worse, or The Most I’ve Paid for Lunch in Spokane by Angela Yuriko Smith There was that one time I lay staring at the plastic skinned, faux wood paneling in your … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! She Turns, or How Dangerous Lies Make Dangerous Women by Angela Yuriko Smith She turns away, the dethroned Queen, sidestepping the blame with a grace reminiscent of the lioness pre-pounce, robes adorned with patterns … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Perpetual Snow Days, or While We Were Doomscolling by Angela Yuriko Smith When Hell freezes over, as my grandad used to say, and as a kid in the sweltering, bone melting hotpot of inferno … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Critical Bird Song, or The Rising Costs of Beachfront by Angela Yuriko Smith The birds played a dirge upon the wires, a last mournful tune for the forest, for the meadows, for the world. … Continue reading →