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Dark Whispers Part 1

(From: The Dark Side of Carthage Falls – the Anthology – by Kevin Lazarus – Continued)

The sky looked dark, even menacing. Happily, the driveway was empty. Of course, I couldn’t say that I was sorry he wasn’t there–the man with two faces. more »

Supernatural Sabotage

Someone, or some… thing, in the universe has apparently been trying to prevent me from publishing my supernatural thriller. I suppose the Bone Stalker is upset with me for writing about him, I’m not sure. But after I started writing this 65,000 word supernatural thriller for young adults, strange things have been happening to me and my family.

Lighting struck my driveway and blew out my phone, cable and power services, destroyed my garage door opener and shattered the garage window – besides leaving a 10′ x 3′ crater in my driveway. After that all our TVs had this weird purplish-green hue to them. Were they trying to tell me something? more »

The Monster’s Ball (Part 2) by Kevin Lazarus

Kevin Lazarus in Carthage Falls

 

(From: The Dark Side of Carthage Falls – the Anthology – by Kevin Lazarus – Continued)

There was a slight audible gasp from them. Brett was now staring at me intensely, completely mesmerized.

“So who was it,” Kelly stammered, “do you know?”

“Who do you think it was, you little worm—it was his step dad!” Brett snapped. more »

The Monster’s Ball (Part 1) by Kevin Lazarus

(From: The Dark Side of Carthage Falls – the Anthology – by Kevin Lazarus – Continued)

“Dude—that night when your step dad came in yelling at us, did he even ask why we were so scared?” Brett stared at me, waiting for my answer. Somehow, during our lunchtime discussion, of just about every gross thing we could imagine, Brett zeroed in on that night—and the shadow. We weren’t alone, sitting at our favorite table. Kelly and some other kid named Derek, who wasn’t there that night, were sitting with us—participating in the gross fest. more »

Shadow of the Hand by Kevin Lazarus (Part 2)

(The continuation of The Dark Side of Carthage Falls – the Anthology – From last Wednesday November 16th – by Kevin Lazarus)

“I heard that there was some guy they caught,” said Peter. “He liked little kids!”

“What’s wrong with liking little kids?” blurted Kelly. His sandy hair hung nearly clear down into his eyes as he looked at us like a deer in the headlights. You could’ve heard a pin drop as the rest of us stared at him in disbelief. Finally, Brett leaned over and whispered something in his ear. Kelly’s face turned a little red as he did. “That’s sick!” he finally declared. more »

Shadow of the Hand by Kevin Lazarus (Part 1)

(The continuation of The Dark Side of Carthage Falls – the Anthology – by Kevin Lazarus)

The old orchard wouldn’t soon be forgotten. Often on our way home Brett and I would stop near the grassy path and tempt ourselves with the possibilities—of running headlong down the path. Not stopping at the old tractor and not exploring for new discoveries, but just running hard; cutting loose, pulling out all of the stops to temp fate—just for the thrill of it! more »

Treasure of the Ghost Dancers by Kevin Lazarus

(Just a quick note: Today I am participating in Amy Jarecki’s Blog Fest to celebrate the release of her new book Koicto, a native American story. So to celebrate I have joined a number of other authors in writing a short story with a native American theme…but as ever…still scary fun! I highly recommend reading Amy’s work, she is a fine writer [http://amyjarecki.blogspot.com/p/koicto-authors-note.html].

The next installment of The Dark Side of Carthage Falls will be available Wednesday. Until then…enjoy! K. Lazarus)

The old prospector woke to a curious sound—drums pounding away in the middle of the night—echoing throughout the valley. He climbed out of his makeshift bed, a dirty old tick filled with straw, and ambled over the edge of the hill he was sleeping on. The first thing to catch his eye was the stars, bright and flowing from horizon to horizon. He rubbed the whiskers on his chin and, blinking away the sleep from his eyes, looked down into the lower valley at a curious sight. The golden glow of firelight flickered against the desert hills, revealing strange luminous shadows—dancing a curious dance. The sound of bells and hushed voices hung in the air, wafting in on a warm desert breeze. The old man continued to watch, both curious and a little disturbed. more »

The Shadows of Indian Summer by Kevin Lazarus – Part 3

(Continued from Wednesday 11/09/11 – from The Dark Side of Carthage Falls – the Anthology – by Kevin Lazarus)

As we weaved our way along the path in-between the rows of dying trees and barren limbs, knee deep in the tall dry grass, I thought about what he’d said earlier, when we first got to the tractor—that nobody would care about us being there. “why?” I asked, huffing as I ran. more »

The Shadows of Indian Summer by Kevin Lazarus – Part 2

(Continued from Monday – from The Dark Side of Carthage Falls – the Anthology – by Kevin Lazarus)

Gathering what courage I could, I took a few steps closer to the head of the trail, and knelt down near the opening. As I lifted the branches and looked down the path, to where it bent in the undergrowth, I noticed something—how overgrown the path actually was. All of sudden I felt Brett’s hand against my back as he pushed me. “Common!” he taunted. “Are you going or what?” more »

The Shadows of Indian Summer by Kevin Lazarus – Part 1

Indian summer was in the air. Unusually warm for October in Carthage Falls; the enigmatic Carthage Falls—the inexplicable Carthage Falls. Golden leaves spotted with orange, both in the trees and everywhere on the ground; piles of leaves inviting unbridled play. And oh how I wanted to play!

My newest friend, Brett and I, stood at the edge of the Orchard staring down a grassy path leading into a clump of old Cherry trees. They were unkempt, tall and straggly—unlike so many of the other orchards in Carthage. They were now wild and overrun with vines and various other trees that clearly didn’t belong. more »

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