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Night Terrors, a short story

Night Terrors, a short story

Night Terrors, a short story by Suzanne Parrott 1905 Chapter 1 The train rattled southward, windows framing an endless, shifting tableau of fertile valleys and farmland bordered by the distant, snow-tipped Wasatch Mountains. Soon, the greenery faded into the stark white emptiness of the salt flats, a glimmering mirage stretching to the horizon. Jagged peaks and arid basins pierced the landscape, painting the earth in shades of ochre and gray. As the sun slipped toward the western horizon, stark silhouettes…

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The Story Behind “Night Terrors”

The Story Behind “Night Terrors”

Why Did I Write “Night Terrors?” First, there was a short story contest—and I wanted to enter. Second, I had been having night terrors for over a year. These weren’t just bad dreams. I hadn’t watched any scary movies or eaten pizza at midnight. They just… started. Sure, I’ve had vivid dreams before, but I always knew they were dreams. These experiences were different—terrifying in a way that felt real. I began reviewing my daily routine to figure out what…

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Daily Digest: The cream doesn’t always rise to the top (Sage Writing Advice)

Daily Digest: The cream doesn’t always rise to the top (Sage Writing Advice)

Hello everyone, I have been doing a lot of “soul searching” over the past several months. There have been some ups and a lot of downs, but one thing remained constant. My love of writing. Helping people muddle through their sticky parts or working (slowly) on my own work is a joy that I cannot express. For several months, I allowed the ‘downs’ to distract me. I looked at writing as a chore rather than a part of me. Yes,…

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Story Prompt: The False Flag

Story Prompt: The False Flag

Good Monday everyone. It’s a muggy and foggy morning—perfect for penning thoughts, warming up with tea, and connecting with all of you Today’s prompt from WD struck a chord with me, and I wanted to share why. I’ve been revisiting my Middle Grade book, which, to be frank, has been feeling a bit too predictable. But then I remembered a line from the Goosebumps Movie that RL Stein himself loved (and wished he’d thought of it.) In the film, RL…

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