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Revenge Did My Tortured Blue Soul Seek
(A Dark Poem)
by Areanna Carella Collett
Voices in my head tell me what to think, advising me to poison his drink. When I saw his face so smug and aroused, touching her skin, her moaning aloud, with their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace, the voices began to plead their case. A little blue dress was my attire as
my evil mind slipped into the mire. I painted a pretty skull on my face. All is lost, what a disgrace! With my mind made up, I smiled so slight, corseting my intentions tight. Now it was time to seek revenge for my plight.
He lifted the glass preparing to sip. His dwindling life was now in my grip. His pretty little mouth spewed forth such dirty lies yet never spoke once of sorry or kissed me goodbye. Awaiting to see life drain from his eyes, I smiled my twisted skull smile as he screamed and cried. Tossing my pretty blue hair over my shoulder, such satisfaction was taking over. Foam spewed from his mouth, a messy last drip, gasping for breath as his life now slipped. Reaching down with an iron grip, from his chest his heart I did rip.
Good night, my darling, I whispered one last time. I wished it was different and that you were still mine. His spirit drifted from his earthly shell, I was becoming more distant like a blue angel who fell. I can’t believe what I’ve done to this man I once kissed. I still love him and he will always be missed. This deed will travel with me to my grave. For now I know my soul will never be saved.
As the day breaks, my heart floods with ache. The full moon rises while reality looms. I knew all at once, my guilt would croon. This night I was dreaming of your pleading and screaming. As the scent of your flesh began to decay, the guts of my lover is set beautifully on display. Your body’s so cold and hard as lead, I hold you close in our tarnished bed, still entertaining thoughts of her bloody and dead. My love, you passed so violently. You are in luck, because so will she. Yes, my love, her life I seek, tearing out her soul as she once did me. My future at best is dark and bleak. Death calls her name and Revenge Does My Blue Soul Seek.
Awaiting her return, I stood outside her house, quiet and stealthy like a starving mouse. Axe in hand, blade gleaming bright, death loomed closer like a thief in the night. Feeling heat rise, my heart began to race. Soon I would have her blood to taste. Now here comes the fun part, the voices rang. “Go slice her and dice her.”, they softly sang. Swinging hard, I was a warrior with a sword. Dear mother, this time I shall complete my chores. I’ll burying his ex under the floor boards. Satisfied that I had settled the score, there came a knock upon the door. I straightened my pretty blue dress and put on a pretty skull smile.
The pretty young girl had been waiting a while. I greeted her ever so mild. I served her bacon and lied through my teeth. As we spoke at length, I fiercely fought an itch to chop her face to bloody bits. Exhausted, I decided to sleep after cleaning up the crime scene until tidy and neat. Awake and refreshed, I showered and dressed. The voices at once were finally at rest. Revenge Did My Blue Soul Seek, but now satisfied, I am again humble and meek…
“To Each His Own Death..” (Dark Quote)
“To each his own Death, and before that his own Life “
–Ivan Karhoff
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The Defiled (Book Review)
Sean Deville is back with another novel based on global domination, and ultimately, destruction. However, the source of the chaos is not something you really see coming. In fact, there are several curve balls waiting to get thrown your way thanks to the writing skills of Mr. Deville. Just like with his previous work, he turns over every stone and brings together a colorful cast to play out a very different apocalypse.
The world is torn. On one end of the spectrum, major governments want to implement surgeries, which will see every human get a chip implant at some point or another. On the other end, there are people and governments that oppose the surgery. Religions are clashing, politics are getting out of control, and technology has taken over. Or has it?
Charles Grader is a professor who has just gained consciousness after a three-year coma. And the visions that haunted him through the coma continue to haunt him at night, bringing with them messages of the end. More specifically, they warn of the 7 Seals being opened, much like the Bible predicts. This begs the question, is there a more mysterious entity behind the chaos on earth? Or is it just a matter of humans becoming too technologically advanced for their own good?
There is no question that Deville builds on a winning recipe for his epic stories. He starts with a professional and tangible introduction to creating a sense of realism, before hitting you with elements that would normally seem far-fetched. However, due to his dedication and detail to research, even the far-fetched elements carry real substance.
Another thing I have noticed about Deville’s work is the semi-detachment in the tone of his style. Because even though the characters are skillfully projected and they convincingly sell the drama, the style Deville uses always comes with that degree of coldness. And it works. Given the broad plot spectrum and the attempt to realistically help the reader envision this possible reality in the near future, his choice of style is spot on. Essentially, you are looking at a serious read that demands your full attention – just like his previous trilogy.
In terms of pacing, Deville is not a hasty writer. And while I typically prefer novels in this genre to have a little more urgency, it is the way Deville delivers the story that ultimately got me hooked. His choices for when and where to divulge specific information flows with the slower pace and it definitely provides more opportunity to get invested.
Finally, the plot might not be the most original, but then again, Deville wants to keep things close to home. At least, that is the impression you get when reading. In his fictional take on the apocalypse, you get a combination of religion, technology, politics, and the human condition, all rolled into one. And once they clash, you will not be able to predict the outcome. Yes, the ending is not something you see coming and Deville deserves extra credits here.
Like I have noted in my other reviews about Deville’s work, this is not easy reading. Instead, prepare yourself for a network of different stories that connect to a very dark climax. And, as I have come to expect from Deville, the quality of writing remains superb.
Reviewed by Damnetha Jules
Damnetha is a staff writer, horror book and movie critic.
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The Wordsmith by Alan Ayer (Book Review)
If you have been dying to read something original and dark, put “The Wordsmith” on your list. It is the debut novel from Alan Ayer, and I am reeally excited he has another book up his sleeve. With a basic and straightforward style, Ayer pulls you into the dark world of fame and fortune. More specifically, he exploits the price some people are willing to pay in order to get there.
Walt Erickson has never written an original book in his life, and yet, he is regarded as a world-class author. And the reason why he does not need to write a single word is because he has a special tool – an old typewriter. Thanks to this seemingly “new” antique typewriter, Walt is able to publish stories that captivate every single reader who picks it up.
But there is a catch, and the typewriter does not produce best-selling stories for free. Walt knows this, which is why he makes sure the typewriter gets what it needs. Unfortunately, it does not save him from his nightmares, and he does not realize that fame and fortune usually have grave consequences.
Sometimes it is nice to read a rather predictable horror novel, but then you get something like “The Wordsmith”. Right off the bat, the premise of the story had me hooked, and surprisingly enough, I liked the self-centered and egotistical main character. In fact, Ayer’s choice to make Walt completely unsympathetic was surprising, and it was a smart move in my opinion.
Apart from a very original plot and a dark main character, you can expect a very clean writing style and choice of words. The prose is meant to tell a very disturbing story, and the cold third-person point of view really helps to sell it. Of course, the characters that join Walt are just as interesting and fit perfectly. For example, Marie, Walt’s girlfriend who does not ask too many questions about his writing, and Ian, the retired Black Ops operative who helps Walt feed the typewriter.
As supposed to create a lot of melodrama, Ayer takes an indifferent approach. Not only does this complement his choice of words and style, but it also gives the story a slightly darker touch and puts it in a league of its own.
In terms of the tempo the story follows, it moves fairly quickly. Nothing gets hidden from the reader for too long and losing yourself in the plot takes all of five seconds. Unlike most horror novels, you will find a constant build-up towards the end with fairly minimal climaxes in-between. And when you finally do reach the end, you are not going to see it coming.
There are one or two instances where I felt the flow could have been better. But for a debut horror novel, Ayer had my full attention from start to finish. I can honestly say that if I did not finish this story, it would have haunted me. So, my final verdict can only be two thumbs up for “The Wordsmith”.
Reviewed by Damnetha Jules
Damnetha is a staff writer, horror book and movie critic.
Alan Ayer was born in Sun Valley, California and moved to Concord, California when he was six. At the age of nineteen he joined the Marines and served for five years as an Avionics technician working at HMX-1 in Quantico, Virginia. After the Marines Ayer moved back to California and started working in the IT field.
Ayer always wanted to write books. he even published his first book, The Wordsmith, this year and should have my next book out by the end of the year.