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What’s New Wednesday: June

You may have noticed I’m posting less on here. After posting one or two posts every day for over a year, I’ve decided to take a step back and focus on other things for a while. I’ll still try to post once a month. I will post an update or two while I’m at the Mad Monster Party Horror Convention next month. After I finish with the convention, I want to focus on finishing the first draft of my novel by the end of this year. I can easily finish sooner but I’m lazy and procrastinate a lot. 

I also want to find new conventions to attend that don’t require a lot of travel on my part, so I can go to all the places. I’m writing more spooky poetry and once I have a surplus, I’ll start sharing things again. I plan to focus all my writing efforts on all my works in progress (which are all horror stories) and spooky poetry. That should keep me busy and satisfied. At some point I plan to continue some of my regular postings such as the book reviews and sharing my photography, but not for a while. I need a break. See you all next month.

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Poetry Monday: Standing Before Jesus

I never wanted to hurt you
I never wanted you to cry
but I just couldn’t understand it all
I chose to take my own life

I went up to heaven
though I didn’t know why
I went and stood before Jesus
and he began to cry

he said, why’d you go and do it
condemn your soul to fry
standin’ there right in front of Jesus
I couldn’t muster the reply

he turned his back to me
knowing I couldn’t be saved
I fell to my knees in front of Jesus
Your sweetness was the only thing I craved

I have damned my soul to the fire
wishing I could try again
to go and stand before Jesus
and ask him to relieve Your pain

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Keys Reef Part 4

Read Part 3.

            “I’m telling the truth.” Doris said.

            “How’d we lose our powers then?”

            “Belief is a powerful thing. You were once a great sea god called Nereus.”

            “Well, that’s a stupid name. You just made that up.”

            “It’s true.”

            “Oh yeah? What was your name?”

            “It’s always been Doris.”

            “Why’d you change my name?”

            “That was your idea. You enjoyed not being a god anymore. You used the last of your powers to take this form and changed your name to Larcus. It had something to do with the crab in the stars.”

            “That’s stupid. There’s no crab in the stars.”

            “I think you meant a constellation.”

            “I’ve never had one of those.”

            “Anyway, you enjoyed living here with me. But the accident made you forget yourself. You’re still obnoxious though.”

            “You’ve known me all that time? Even when we were gods?”

            “Yes.”

            “Why didn’t you tell me before?”

            “I have. Many times.”

            “Yeah. Okay. I think I’d remember that.”

            “That’s what you always say.”

            “Wait a minute. Wait a minute. I just realized something.”

            “What?”

            “If we had powers when the humans worshiped us, then we just need them to believe in us again. And with that power, we can conquer the world!”

            “Why do you still care about that?”

            “And with my powers, I can melt the ice caps. I’ve completed my master plan! Hahahaha!”

            “You’re an idiot.”

            “You don’t like my master plan?”

            “How do you plan to get humans to worship you?”

            They stare at each other in silence.

            “Shit.”

            “Yep. Your plan still sucks.”

            “I’ll start with the mini lobsters that live in the area.”

            “What?”

            “You know, the little reef lobsters.”

            “I know, but what do you mean start with them?”

            “I’ll get them to worship me. Then I’ll get other sea creatures. It’ll take time. The penguins probably won’t go for it. Then I get the octopi to help me invade the land. They can spread the word of Larcus.”

            “You seriously have a one-track mind.”

            “Thank you. Soon the world will be mine. Look! It’s Wallace. He’ll worship me. Hey! Hey sea tortoise!”

            “No honey. Leave Wallace alone.”

            “Can I speak to you about our lord and savior Larcus the Lobster?”

The End.