Please do not get hung up on the tile of the article, and remember we are writing this as always from the perspective of writers. We are not just talking about short stories that are great, we are listing story collections we think every short story writer should read if he or she is writing horror stories. These books and these writers are so influential we feel that they must be read. We are call them the greatest because we think they have had the greatest influence on horror writers over the last years or more.
These writers either defined or changed the face of horror writing, and these collections represent stories that are so important to read that we feel they have to be called the greatest horror collections. We encourage you to buy these books, read these authors, and find your own voice to speak to the history of horror and writing.
Ray was such a larger than life talent. His works were so good, his vision so pure, really the writers of any genre should honor him by reading his books. It influenced so many to come in the future. Even Poe wrote a long review of the collection, praising Hawthorne for his writing. Poe, better than any other author, makes this genre his.
Some have a little style, some have a little voice, but Poe has a strut. He knows what he is writing is scary. Most American know and have read something of Poe, and all horror writers should read every Poe story ever written, just to be safe. I would say this is one of the greatest collections of horror stories ever, ever. The Daemon Lover and the Lottery are 2 in particular that have immortalized Jackson as one of the great writers of the 20th Century. The master of horror, so popular and scary Lovecraft influenced almost every writer to write horror in the 20th century.
He is honestly unparalleled.
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This collection is one that sort of set the standard for scary collections. Read it, now. The way people look at Lovecraft now, will be how they look at King in the future. You have your detractors, but King at this point has to be accepted as at very least the greatest living horror author.Here are 10 horror story prompts that should give you the chills, and get you writing something scary. If you are unaware of being one of the undead, seek medical attention immediately.
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Submit your creepy story here. I was driving a ford pick up I thought it was pm when I looked out the window and saw that I was in a tundra.
My thought was another dimension like out of a horror movie. I took out my phone and called my mom and dad and said goodbye because the things tipped my truck over on its top. When I tried to climb out then I saw it, it was 8ft tall and had brown fur and teeth of a saber tooth tiger it was bipedal. She slowly closed her book, slipped on her shoes and tip-toed to the kitchen, as she pushed open the door, her eyes are meet with her dog growling at the open door which had a person standing there looking in.
Alexia, which is Rosaline makes a soft clicking sound with her tongue to the roof of her mouth, then her dog jumps at the glass door. She looks at the door and the person is gone. She quickly opened the glass door and brought the other door too. Quickly snapping them locked then raced upstairs and shutting all the blinds. Her voice could be heard miles away as she screamed. It runs towards her now, she quickly grabs the knife beside her bed and shadows behind the door.
She keeps looking at the crack of the door, between the door and the door frame and the other side of the door. The third time she looks at the crack she lets out a blood curtailing scream. In the crack is the blood-stained face. She crashes the door shut, but the thing pounds on it, after a few seconds it stops, then a blade is dragged against the door.
After what feels like hours when it was only minutes, it stopped scratching on the door and banging. She unlocks the door and opens it imperceptibly, only to be met with the face right in front of her. It stumbles back, gulping before screeching as it falls back down the stairs. She walks down the stairs once it stops moving. She wipes its face and takes all the makeup off and taking off the prosthetics.
Her knees buckle and her arms go weak as she looks down at her friend; Brandi Simpson. Rosaline starts to cry and tries to stop the bleeding. Alexia, which is Rosaline makes a soft clicking sound with her tongue to the roof of her mouth, then her dog attacks the glass door. Quickly locking it then running upstairs and shutting all the blinds. Her voice could be heard miles away as she screams. It runs towards her now, she quickly grabs the knife beside her bed and hides behind the door.
She keeps looking at the crack of the door between the door and the door frame and the other side of the door. She slams the door, but the thing bangs on it, after a few seconds it stops, then a blade is drug against the door. My name is Lucy Pevensie.Especially when you are trying to make your kid understand the very concept of horror. But what if you are able to do that in a gentle and an interesting way, by reading to him scary poems for kids?
Read on to learn just how you can introduce horror without making your child cringe with fear! Scary poems, as the name suggests, scare and entertain kids who read them. Some experts believe that it is a good idea to introduce children to the aspect of horror. It helps fuel curiosity, which stimulates proper learning attitude.
Here, we list a few interesting and spooky short scary poems for kids. Create a daunting illusion for your little one when you put him to sleep. A beautifully written poem, it talks about how a child hears a girl crying in the forest, and what happens after that.
Did you find this poem scary enough? No Halloween is complete without a scary poem. This cute little poem is based on a butterfly.
What if you told your child that there is something under his bed? And just when he puts his imagination to use, read this poem aloud.
A beautiful short poem, which talks about skeletons. Last but the most interesting of the lot, this is for a little older kids. This is another Halloween-based poem, read it aloud, read it quietly, read it because it shall spook your kid out. Do you know of any other scary poems for children?
How did you introduce your little one to the concept of monsters? Tell us here. Fellow moms would appreciate any tips you have. Image: iStock. Was this information helpful? Yes No.The Masque of the Red Death Another of Poe's infamous pieces about a mysterious visitor wearing a red mask--a visitor who brings nothing but woe and despair to this party.
It's an unusual ghost story. It's abou 14, Turn the Screw By Henry James. This is the full-length version of James novella. It's long but presented in a plain white printable page for your convenience.
So read and enjoy this classic ghost tale. The Tomb H. Lovecraft's tale about a young man's exploration into a strange tomb. The Tree H. Lovecraft's tale about a tree, but not just any tree. This one holds some heart jolting horror.
The Screaming Skull This story is by F. Marion Crawford. It is a haunting tale about a skull with a personality. But don't read it if you have a bad heart. You wouldn't want your ticker to stop--permanently! The Haunted Palace More Poe! This one is his poem about a haunting Poe shows us that even a palace can be full of ghosts. You wouldn't want to spend a night in this joint! The Vampiress This poem was written by Lord Lytton. Hey, he did't just write, "It was a Dark and Stormy Night He wrote some really good stuff too!
This poem, about a vampiress, is a prime example. It's extra especially horrific. So read. The Vampyre By John Polidori.Sign in with Facebook Sign in options. Join Goodreads. Quotes tagged as "horror" Showing of 2, Yes, that's the key word, the most awful word in the English tongue. Murder doesn't hold a candle to it and hell is only a poor synonym. Lovecraft, Tales of H. The Horror: the unnatural, spiders the size of bears, the dead waking up and walking around, it's when the lights go out and something with claws grabs you by the arm.
And the last and worse one: Terror, when you come home and notice everything you own had been taken away and replaced by an exact substitute. It's when the lights go out and you feel something behind you, you hear it, you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn around, there's nothing there Just don't read one type of book. Read different books by various authors so that you develop different style.
I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other. Just because there are alternatives doesn't mean they apply to you. You'd think that would make us feel brave and invincible.
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It didn't. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.
Lovecraft, The Outsider. Lovecraft, Nemesis. At the time I could only regard him with tolerant condescension. I was sorry of the man who, it seemed to me, was forced to hover about the edges of science.
He was compelled to shiver endlessly in the outskirts, getting only feeble warmth from the distant sun of science- in-progress; while I, just beginning my research, was bathed in the heady liquid heat up at the very center of the glow. In a lifetime of being wrong at many a point, I was never more wrong.
It was I, not he, who was wandering in the periphery. It was he, not I, who lived in the blaze. I had fallen victim to the fallacy of the 'growing edge;' the belief that only the very frontier of scientific advance counted; that everything that had been left behind by that advance was faded and dead. But is that true? Because a tree in spring buds and comes greenly into leaf, are those leaves therefore the tree?I can only see red, My soul long since dead, Insects of many forms crawl on me, Feeding on my fear like cenobites, Hissing and breathing their torture, Like a hand upon my shoulder, Telling me I've got it wrong, And dead bodies litter the street, From my guns, to drugs and atomic bombs, Created to destroy mankind, Scientists having not known the impact, Of their brutal discoveries.
The house sits alone, always alone, On its throne, in a dead end street, And my dreams are the master's meat, For I have sinned, Now I burn in hell, My soul commanded by a wicked spell, That only a witch, working for the devil, Knows how to write. I wish for daylight, But it is night-time, Vampires feeding on my blood: Feeding on my fear, And I see evil lurking in the shadows, I feel the devil's curse, For I see people attack each other, I see blood spilled and people cry, I see soldiers torture people, Until they give out and want to die, And lovers, family and friendships, Are forgotten, In a cold, cruel world, Where no one calls home, Tears flooding the ocean, Writing a painful destiny.
This horror story should end, Children and parents should not pretend, People need to let go of their greed, Where a new world of love will succeed, And no one needs torture: no one needs pain, The only tears that should be shed, Are from the cleansing rain.
And when a rainbow shines, The whole world will celebrate and smile, And we can find that elusive pot of gold, That will make our dreams and ambitions grow, And lead us into being loving and compassionate, Following after the horror story's ending credits.
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