Alan Crowder - Author (horror/adventure/sci-fi/mystery-detective)
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The church leader led Mott through the garden where the flowers looked like they were still in the midst of a Spring. A cool wind whipped the back of Mott’s neck, reminding him that it’s still only Fall. At the far end of the garden the trees loomed with a threat that Mott couldn’t hear. Blind and deaf in the darkness of the garden, Mott wondered if he was ready for whatever was ahead of him.
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~~ excerpt from
Edges of a City
“Happy Halloween!” the kids called out as they left the house.
Before Dan closed the door, he heard one of the kids saying, “That house smelled weird.” Dan almost gave them a piece of his mind, but he let it go because he knew they were going to get theirs when they got a mouthful of his candy. ‘That’ll show ‘em,’ he thought to himself.
~~excerpt from
Bad Candy
I ran my hardest for the road. I was never a fast runner but today I was beating all the records. The Charger was zipping this way and every muscle in my body pulled and strained as I fought my way to the road. I didn’t have to look back and see the car in the dirt land spin its tires in a mad attempt to stop me.
~~excerpt from
Band on the Run
Someone from the back of the kitchen brought up the main dish. Chicken fried quail and collard greens. Martin couldn’t help but notice how much that fried quail looked like someone’s hands reaching up, begging for help.
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~~excerpt from
Gourmet
“Treat! Treats for all of you!”
Jessica dropped handfuls of candy into each kid’s bag. Her eyes finally drew up behind the kids and stared down the teenage girl who didn't wear a costume but still held out a bag. Jessica ignored the girl, but when the girl finally looked up from her phone, she said, “Trick ‘r treat.”
Jessica cleared her throat, looked the girl up and down, and said, “Trick.”
~~excerpt from Trick
That was the moment the kids knew what was going on. They didn’t have to say or ask much more, and they really didn’t want to. Jessum just stuck his hand out and opened out his sausagey fingers. Jersey kept eating his Bargetto’s, chomping and chewing and crumbs flew out on the kids until they finally gave up their wallets. Bronzeman hesitated for a second and Jersey said, “No such thing as super heroes kid, you’ll just get your ass kicked.”
~~excerpt from
Bully
Sometimes we rely on our memories to bring us comfort of good times. Sometimes we use on our memories to distract us. Sometimes we do our best to forget our memories. Sometimes we block or change our memories to allow us to heal ourselves from some forgotten pain. And then other times, the memories we thought we hold so dear, come back to give us exactly what we deserve.
A mutiny turns a crew into pirates and everything seems like a good time. Until they come across an abandoned ship where something evil lurks and the only savior for the crew is something from the dead Captain.
A voice inside Peter's head tells him to do despicable things and it's getting harder and harder to tell it no. In tale where you can be your own enemy, how long do think it'll take until you give in to your intrusive thoughts.
Fokskar's wife has been taken by the Wizard Deen. As Fokskar goes on a rampage to retrieve his wife, the Wizard Deen purely has his eyes on Fokskar's sword. In the end, only one will achieve their goal.