Thank you so much to everyone who liked my FB page for 100 Nightmares
Now I need to ask you guys for a favor.
I’d like to run a Blog Blast for the cover reveal of my new story collection.
Help me spread the disease word.
I’d give you my soul in exchange but it’s so filthy, you probably don’t want anything to do with it.
Please email me at crazyaboutmiumiu2@yahoo.com to let me know if you’re in.
I’ll send you a preview of the book cover and the description.
Thanks so much in advance for your support 🙂 -K.Z.
copyright – Adam Ickes
Spring finally came…
I toiled in acres of buried bodies and the breeze babbled with our parents’ timorous voices.
Like everyone else, I murdered mine.
Mother’s eyes reflected the hunger that I felt…
So I shattered the mirror that was her face.
Her screams were like breaking glass– fragmented, crystalline.
The village was cursed with cold barrenness but because of our sacrifices, the earth became fertile once again.
It bore new a new kind of fruit.
The fleshy pink contours inside the crustaceous covering resembled our elders’ faces.
We ate… but the fruit left a bitter taste in our mouths…
The Eclectic Eccentric 
Gruesomely good, as ever kz.
thank you 🙂
A bitter taste is better than no taste at all, right? No taste means no food. No food means death.
True. Got your email, Adam. Thank you so much! I really appreciate it. I’ll email you back when I’ve finalized the description 🙂
This has awesome imagery.
Yeah, I didn’t think I was going to like that, kz, and I was right…in the right way of not liking it, of course. 🙂 Couldn’t they have just composted (and recalled that no meat goes in the compost)?
janet
Wow, the imagery is fantastic, especially the descriptions of the mother’s face.
thank you 🙂
Oh yes.. gruesome as expected.. i’m amazed at the dark places you go..
thank you. i got your message Björn. i appreciate the support 🙂 I’ll email you soon
No such thing as a free lunch, I suppose.
Typically fantastic offering.
How can such a sweet young face hide such a dark great mind?? I love it! Gruesomely good!
Powerful imagery KZ. Not as gory as usual, but really scary storytelling. Nice!
The section about her mother’s hungry face mirroring hers and the sound of her screams was powerfully chilling, KZ.
Dear KZ,
Chilling and vivid.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Well written and very descrptive. I prefer happy endings but I realize not all stories can have them.
Hi KZ,
Very karmic story. I like the wild swings, the sacrifices, the new fruit, the bitterness. Great word choices, as always and I look forward to your book. Ron
when survival is at stake and you’re starving, everything becomes fair game. i shudder at the thought.
Wow! Now that’s gruesome, KZ–well worded and emotional, as usual.
thank you 🙂
What is a blog blast? I might do it if I knew what one was. And as usual, you scare the living crap out of me!
thanks Perry 🙂 it’s easy, you just email me and then I’ll send you a copy of my book cover and book description. And then you post it on your blog on a specific date (tell me which day of the week you’re free to make a post and then we’ll decide which day) 🙂
This is so rich and raw, KZ. I don’t want to know why they had to sacrificed. Gruesome stuff, man!
thank you Amy 🙂
Was she expecting a sweet taste then? Well done K. Z.
thank you 🙂
This is so visually evil, I cringed. Loved it!
You at your goriest best kz… well done as always
Dee
thank you 🙂
Your twisted imagination never ceases to amaze me. You’re not just writing horror, you’re crafting strange new definitions of the word. It’s one thing for someone to write a vampire story or a ghost story, etc… these are pre-defined ideas – you have one of the most creative minds I’ve ever come across — seriously. I truly hope you are successful, and that some day people drop your name in the same breath as H.P. Lovecraft, Clive Barker, Shirley Jackson, or David Lynch.
thank you so much Helena. that means a lot 🙂 and please don’t bake me any cookies, lol
I think if you and I were ever to sit down at a meal together, it would be an exercise in both of us making awkward excuses not to eat. There’d be a lot of pushing the food around the plates and nervous laughter.
But seriously, I consider myself fairly well read, and while I can spot many of your influences, you have a voice all your own.
thank you 🙂 i particularly love Clive Barker and H.P. Lovecraft and Poe
The novel that Jessica B. Bell is working on is her love letter to Lovecraft, Barker and Poe. You’ve just name dropped the unholy trinity of gothic horror, darling. I’d love if you checked it out sometime — or if you prefer, I hope that Jessica will have it completed in a couple of months and with luck you can read the whole thing by the end of the year.
i look forward to reading the novel 🙂 they’re the 3 reasons why i’ve come to appreciate horror
It’s not just an evil story – it’s beautifully crafted too. This is brilliant.
Great imagery, and fitting that they were left with a bitter taste
Yuck, KZ!
I always heard the old folks tasted bad. I expect I would be rather greasy, but would taste like chicken (an old, tough bird).
K.Z. – you’re a rock star!
I also think that if your family ever reads any of your stories they will make every effort to keep you happy at all times 🙂
lol thank you 🙂 i really don’t let them know about my published works haha but someday i’ll write something lovely and wholesome and let them read it
Ooh, I hope I’d choose to starve rather than murder my parents. But would I? This is the important question your story asks, for me, within the horror genre.
OMG!How very terrible and horrific!Excellent imagery-makes me wish I had at least an ounce of your imagination and writing skills Kz 😀
you take the imagination where it really wants to go… 😛 …pass the sugar please… 😆
Dark and gruesome as ever – great story 🙂
Wow that is SOME harvest…. maybe a few more sacrifices will add a little more flavour to the fruit.. 😀
Your descriptions are gruesomely gorgeous, as ever. I’m pleased to see that the fruits of their labour left a bitter taste.
Creepy awesome as usual!
Talk about crossing the bridge when you come to it … I’m staying away! Bravo, KZ!
And all the best with 100 Nightmares. Sounds like you have a good idea brewing. I’ll take a look at it. Keep me posted, too.
thank you so much 🙂
I’m leaving all the lights on tonight – that was really creepy! Very well told. Thanks, Nan
My first time on your blog. Must say, I’m mesmerised …
thank you 🙂 i’m glad you dropped by.
vividly told!
thank you. 🙂
Powerful poem, K.Z….wow!
Wow! So much in so few words. 🙂
thank you 🙂