Tag Archives: Rie Sheridan Rose

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Memories… by Rie Sheridan Rose  Brittany stood outside the broken fence, staring into the unkempt backyard. Patchy grass covered the open space, checkerboarded with green and dead sections. She closed her eyes, and the voices … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Witch’s Moon by Rie Sheridan Rose  The moon is full tonight. High above the trees. I hear its singing in my head. This must be the night. I’ve known it would come all my life. … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Amplifying the Message  by Rie Sheridan Rose  When I see the world falling apart around me, I have a tendency to go hiking. It soothes my mind and opens my soul. So, it shouldn’t be … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! I Should Have Noticed  by Rie Sheridan Rose  The river was like copper glass in the cool early morning of sunrise. I always tried to get out on the water as early as possible—to avoid … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Second Thoughts by Rie Sheridan Rose  There has never been a time Horror was not integral to Every fiber of my being. . John Carpenter’s movies, Or the novels of King and Lovecraft… Early babysitters … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Unnoticed by Rie Sheridan Rose  You would never know what lies inside the nondescript tan suitcase. It’s just one of dozens stacked away in the bowels of the lost luggage area at the airport closest … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! The Gathering by Rie Sheridan Rose  “Is he here yet?” someone whispered, glancing around the shadowed clearing. It was just past twilight, and the light had faded to almost nothing above the treetops. A sense … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Grandmother’s Grimoire by Rie Sheridan Rose  When my grandmother died, I shed few tears. No one else remained to mourn her. My grandfather had died decades ago, and my own parents when I was young. … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Seasonal Surf  by Rie Sheridan Rose  Some days are perfect for surfing. You can tell as soon as you hit the beach. The waves are cresting at a reasonable range, and you can taste the … Continue reading →