Just woke up, listening to a creepy top 20 video, just found out some people liked my stuff, not to mention reblog my stuff, and I stayed up waaaayyyy too late.
I think some of the grammar might be wrong, but I’m too tired to notice and care.
you don’t post anymore 🥲 i love your writings. we chatted a few times on private message but guess it fizzled out
“Thank you for this…Ask? LOL
It’s been some time since I’ve written anything, sadly. One of these days though. Ha. In all seriousness, I do appreciate that you enjoy my words, immensely.
I do often take extreme hiatuses these last few years, barely checking in. My apologies if we got talking and I disappeared. No harm meant and I hope all is well with you.”
- Master Knox
an incomplete list of unsettling short stories I read in textbooks
the scarlet ibis
marigolds
the diamond necklace
the monkey’s paw
the open boat
the lady and the tiger
the minister’s black veil
an occurrence at owl creek bridge
a rose for emily
(I found that one by googling “short story corpse in the house,” first result)
the cask of amontillado
the yellow wallpaper
the most dangerous game
a good man is hard to find
some are well-known, some obscure, some I enjoy as an adult, all made me uncomfortable between the ages of 11-15
add your own weird shit, I wanna be literary and disturbed