New Book Day!

Oh hi there. Things have been quiet around here because I’ve moved my focus over to my new website, ShaneKroetsch.com. It would mean a lot to me if you could check it out, and subscribe there for updates.

It would also mean a lot if you would have a quick look at my new book, Into the Storm. This is the first of a trilogy, and represents five years worth of work finally paying off.

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I hope you are staying safe and well in these interesting times. Take care.

 

Shane

 

The Doom Project

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I am yours now, together we are whole.

I will caress your cheek, to wipe away the tears and blood.

I will kiss your eyes, and then pick them from your skull.

I will feel your heartbeat, before I silence it for good.

You are mine now, until the end of time.

 

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What would come to be known as The Doom Project first tickled at my brain cells three years ago. The words came but so did an image, one that I knew I was not capable of making a reality on my own. With that understanding, the few lines of text on a sheet of notebook paper were put in a folder and set aside. Last year I brought the idea up to my friend Kaleigh. To make a very long story short, this is the result of our efforts. Kaleigh created the image, I created the words and the frame.

It’s dark, and perhaps a little unsettling, but I love it. I only wish my photography skills were at a level that I could do it justice here. I want to say I hope you enjoy it, but I know it’s not everyone’s idea of a good time. That’s okay though, this one was for me, and I’m grateful that it has finally become a reality.

 

 

Michael

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“Michael, is that you?”

“Yes Charles, I’m here.”

“Where… where are we?”

“In a safe place Charles.”

“I can’t feel my legs. Why can’t I feel my legs?“

“It’s for the best.”

“Is this… Oh God no. It was you all along, wasn’t it? But why?”

“The reasons why will serve you no purpose. Not now. Focus instead on what is to come.”

“Michael please, I can’t…”

“I’m afraid you don’t have a choice Charles. You see, I’ve decided to make you my special project. The others, the cases that bolstered your career, they were gifts. I have decided you will not be like the others.”

“But, Rachel and Casey, what will they…”

“What will they do without you? Well, let’s talk about that shall we? Young Casey, abandoned by his father, how long do you think it will be before he starts to act out, to get in to trouble? And Rachel, she’ll be so heartbroken, so scared. As young and beautiful as she is, it won’t be long until another comes along to replace you.”

“Don’t do this Michael, please…”

“Focus Charles! You are responsible for everything that is about to happen. You brought this upon yourself, and on your family.

“No…”

“It’s time. Let’s begin.”

 

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This was written awhile back in response to a prompt that Sacha Black had sent out requesting “208 words on a villain”, but since I apparently don’t deal well with deadlines when it comes to writing I did not submit. It did however seem like a good post for today. I hope you enjoy it.

Photo by Kelly Sikkema

99 Words #25 – Take My Hand

The sound of an organ pushes through the silence. Elvis starts singing. Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, let me stand.

I hear something in the background. It fills the empty notes. I try to explain it away as a bad download, but I listen closer, just to be sure.

There’s something under the noise. It’s visceral, angry. It scratches at the back of my eyeballs. The more I focus on it the closer it comes. A voice, whispering terrible things. I’m scared but I can’t turn it off. It’s too late for that. Much too late.