Martin Shannon - Rare Book Author
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Rare book author of over 50 works who produces word processor-to-shelf, artisanal, organic, non-GMO horror and dark fantasy imaginings. 100% drafted, edited, and produced by free range humans. Hard to find, harder to put down. https://martin-shannon.com/
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This week's Martin finale goes out to @chaoticauthor.online. The man needs your help. He's bored, in a hospital, and low on the green. Send him messages and use this link to brighten his day. Without Matt, you'd never get to read my corny jokes. HORROR!

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The moment you entered the graveyard, the scrape of ancient stone shadowed your ears.

It worked.
All the preparation. The old words spoken. The spell found with her corpse.
Now she would come home.
Again.
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Come forth, Baron Crescendo! Let your guitar split the sky open, for more wraiths to dazzle us!

Behold, a note from him, for you!

“The moment you entered the graveyard, the scrape of ancient stone shadowed your ears.”

Finish it! With word of rhyme, before we dance to the end!

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Art by Jelle Husson, featuring a haunted monastery of many sharp-tipped towers scraping at the midnight sky. The largest is in the centre of the structure’s roof, whose walls are painted white. The monastery is located above a hilly terrain of dark stone and dark green moss. A stony, twisting road leads to the monastery.

Question Four

There he is! Baron Crescendo! Oh how the skies split open to his guitar, how more of us fly in the air! And look, a note from him, just for you!

“The moment you entered the graveyard, the scrape of ancient stone shadowed your ears.”

Well? Go on! Word or rhyme, continue his Muse!

No links, covers, or self-promo! Leave that for the end! Quote the post & include the hashtag!

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where a ghost lingers is less important than the how and the why

I like when ghosts don’t know where they are, not quite sapient, retracing the path they took when they were alive, seeing a version of the world that no longer exists

I like my ghosts insensate in their longing

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greethewriter.bsky.social
Now, let us begin! Let the flutes bleat and the trumps blare, snatching all the souls of the living away! What are your favourite haunts? Mausoleums? Lavish estates? What secrets do their wraiths protect within?
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Art by Jelle Husson, featuring a haunted monastery of many sharp-tipped towers scraping at the midnight sky. The largest is in the centre of the structure’s roof, whose walls are painted white. The monastery is located above a hilly terrain of dark stone and dark green moss. A stony, twisting road leads to the monastery.

Question Two

Ah, the performance has begun! Behold the souls of the living darting into the flutes and trumpets! Now, as you sip your ectoplasmic wine, tell us – what are your favourite locations for ghosts? And why?

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soniasulaiman.bsky.social
I’m sure it’s nothing. But greet the people you meet there with respect and deference and you may gain a ghoulish ally. Otherwise…

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greethewriter.bsky.social
Come forth, Baron Crescendo! Let your guitar split the sky open, for more wraiths to dazzle us!

Behold, a note from him, for you!

“The moment you entered the graveyard, the scrape of ancient stone shadowed your ears.”

Finish it! With word of rhyme, before we dance to the end!

#HorrorWritersChat
Art by Jelle Husson, featuring a haunted monastery of many sharp-tipped towers scraping at the midnight sky. The largest is in the centre of the structure’s roof, whose walls are painted white. The monastery is located above a hilly terrain of dark stone and dark green moss. A stony, twisting road leads to the monastery.

Question Four

There he is! Baron Crescendo! Oh how the skies split open to his guitar, how more of us fly in the air! And look, a note from him, just for you!

“The moment you entered the graveyard, the scrape of ancient stone shadowed your ears.”

Well? Go on! Word or rhyme, continue his Muse!

No links, covers, or self-promo! Leave that for the end! Quote the post & include the hashtag!

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And a cryptic infuser no less! Now we know where Nessie has been.
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Perfection! I'll get to work expanding it for Graveside Press :)
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thatwilliambeck.bsky.social
Evening all, William Beck - writer of fun fantasies and hopeful horrors.

I arrive tonight, as I do most nights, as anxiety manifested.

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greethewriter.bsky.social
Be welcomed to the ethereal music hall! A stringed aperitif is in order… do tell the Symposium what do you write, from where… and what IS, indeed, your wraithful visage for tonight?
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Art by Jelle Husson, featuring a haunted monastery of many sharp-tipped towers scraping at the midnight sky. The largest is in the centre of the structure’s roof, whose walls are painted white. The monastery is located above a hilly terrain of dark stone and dark green moss. A stony, twisting road leads to the monastery.

Question One

Come in, come in! The Phantasmal Symposium has just begun! Settle in the ruined music hall, and tell us – what do you write, from where, and in what ghostly visage have you arrived at our askewed doorstep?

No links, covers, or self-promo! Leave that for the end! Quote the post & include the hashtag!

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martinshannon.bsky.social
So now me know where the monkey paw came from. #HorrorWritersChat
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You weren't sure where the sound came from at first; not until it continued enough to lure you to a magnificent tomb. Intricate statues carved into the structure stared at you with lifeless, rough eyes, one reaching out. The last thing you remember is taking its hand.
greethewriter.bsky.social
Come forth, Baron Crescendo! Let your guitar split the sky open, for more wraiths to dazzle us!

Behold, a note from him, for you!

“The moment you entered the graveyard, the scrape of ancient stone shadowed your ears.”

Finish it! With word of rhyme, before we dance to the end!

#HorrorWritersChat
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kdbwrites.bsky.social
The moment you entered the graveyard,
the scrape of ancient stone
shadowed your ears.
Rest sweet child,
as No One slips into your soul,
and Nothing waits to sip your tears…

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Q4
greethewriter.bsky.social
Come forth, Baron Crescendo! Let your guitar split the sky open, for more wraiths to dazzle us!

Behold, a note from him, for you!

“The moment you entered the graveyard, the scrape of ancient stone shadowed your ears.”

Finish it! With word of rhyme, before we dance to the end!

#HorrorWritersChat
Art by Jelle Husson, featuring a haunted monastery of many sharp-tipped towers scraping at the midnight sky. The largest is in the centre of the structure’s roof, whose walls are painted white. The monastery is located above a hilly terrain of dark stone and dark green moss. A stony, twisting road leads to the monastery.

Question Four

There he is! Baron Crescendo! Oh how the skies split open to his guitar, how more of us fly in the air! And look, a note from him, just for you!

“The moment you entered the graveyard, the scrape of ancient stone shadowed your ears.”

Well? Go on! Word or rhyme, continue his Muse!

No links, covers, or self-promo! Leave that for the end! Quote the post & include the hashtag!

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"The moment you entered the graveyard," the skeleton said, "The scrape of ancient stone shadowed your ears."

"What'd you put in my ears?!" Martin slapped at his head. "Don't be putting shit in my ears!"

"No. It was poetic! I was saying--"

"Not cool messing with a guy's ears."
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greethewriter.bsky.social
Come forth, Baron Crescendo! Let your guitar split the sky open, for more wraiths to dazzle us!

Behold, a note from him, for you!

“The moment you entered the graveyard, the scrape of ancient stone shadowed your ears.”

Finish it! With word of rhyme, before we dance to the end!

#HorrorWritersChat
Art by Jelle Husson, featuring a haunted monastery of many sharp-tipped towers scraping at the midnight sky. The largest is in the centre of the structure’s roof, whose walls are painted white. The monastery is located above a hilly terrain of dark stone and dark green moss. A stony, twisting road leads to the monastery.

Question Four

There he is! Baron Crescendo! Oh how the skies split open to his guitar, how more of us fly in the air! And look, a note from him, just for you!

“The moment you entered the graveyard, the scrape of ancient stone shadowed your ears.”

Well? Go on! Word or rhyme, continue his Muse!

No links, covers, or self-promo! Leave that for the end! Quote the post & include the hashtag!

#HorrorWritersChat
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kathleenpalm.bsky.social
I vote no for inter-dimensional insect infestation.

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I'll just be here swatting at invisible bugs now. For a while. Thanks.
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As a disbeliever in any thinness between veils, I like seeing authors find ways to bring ghosts into our world. Is it gas? Is it madness? Is it time travel? Is it an inter-dimensional insect infestation?
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Listen to the Symposium’s finest vocalist, as their tenor bends the living into unnatural angles and swivels them into the air! Tell us, what ghosts do you prefer? Of the folkloric tradition, or those invented by authors? And why?
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I don't have lots of experience writing either, because my horror often has sci-fi origins: rogue AI, cosmic parasite, etc. With an occasional human slasher. I DID publish a short fantasy story featuring the fairy Yallery Brown (in The Fables Next Door) so there are exceptions!
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Listen to the Symposium’s finest vocalist, as their tenor bends the living into unnatural angles and swivels them into the air! Tell us, what ghosts do you prefer? Of the folkloric tradition, or those invented by authors? And why?
#HorrorWritersChat
Question Three

Art by Jelle Husson, featuring a haunted monastery of many sharp-tipped towers scraping at the midnight sky. The largest is in the centre of the structure’s roof, whose walls are painted white. The monastery is located above a hilly terrain of dark stone and dark green moss. A stony, twisting road leads to the monastery.

It is always a delight to see our violinists perform! How the living bend their splintering bones as they float above us all! Tell us, our ghostly compatriots – which of us are better? Of the folkloric kind? Or invented by our shadowy creators?

No links, covers, or self-promo! Leave that for the end! Quote the post & include the hashtag!

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Hell yes. #horrorwriterschat
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Abandoned spaces are creepy, sure; unnatural darkness doesn’t feel safe—someone or THING could be in that back corner…

But unexplored wilderness hides so much more. Flora and fauna eager to kill and eat you, and the ghosts of their ancestors ready to drag you into the loam.
greethewriter.bsky.social
Now, let us begin! Let the flutes bleat and the trumps blare, snatching all the souls of the living away! What are your favourite haunts? Mausoleums? Lavish estates? What secrets do their wraiths protect within?
#HorrorWritersChat
martinshannon.bsky.social
And now I want a gas station with madness and inter-dimensional insect infestations! @michelleheller.bsky.social get on that!

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As a disbeliever in any thinness between veils, I like seeing authors find ways to bring ghosts into our world. Is it gas? Is it madness? Is it time travel? Is it an inter-dimensional insect infestation?
greethewriter.bsky.social
Listen to the Symposium’s finest vocalist, as their tenor bends the living into unnatural angles and swivels them into the air! Tell us, what ghosts do you prefer? Of the folkloric tradition, or those invented by authors? And why?
#HorrorWritersChat
martinshannon.bsky.social
Moms secretly rank their kids. CONFIRMED. #HorrorWritersChat
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I'm not going to get into the business of ranking ghosts. That's how you call down an eldritch haunting that crosses generations. I love them all equally, like a good mom. #horrorwriterschat
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Listen to the Symposium’s finest vocalist, as their tenor bends the living into unnatural angles and swivels them into the air! Tell us, what ghosts do you prefer? Of the folkloric tradition, or those invented by authors? And why?
#HorrorWritersChat
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Right now, I'm all about the folklore spirits. My current project deals with local ghosts and supernatural happenings, so I've been doing deep dives on some of the ghosts of the past, from train accidents, to haunted covered bridges, to Native spirits.
greethewriter.bsky.social
Listen to the Symposium’s finest vocalist, as their tenor bends the living into unnatural angles and swivels them into the air! Tell us, what ghosts do you prefer? Of the folkloric tradition, or those invented by authors? And why?
#HorrorWritersChat
Question Three

Art by Jelle Husson, featuring a haunted monastery of many sharp-tipped towers scraping at the midnight sky. The largest is in the centre of the structure’s roof, whose walls are painted white. The monastery is located above a hilly terrain of dark stone and dark green moss. A stony, twisting road leads to the monastery.

It is always a delight to see our violinists perform! How the living bend their splintering bones as they float above us all! Tell us, our ghostly compatriots – which of us are better? Of the folkloric kind? Or invented by our shadowy creators?

No links, covers, or self-promo! Leave that for the end! Quote the post & include the hashtag!

#HorrorWritersChat
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I think my taste bends more towards ghosts that aren't traditional. Give me things that don't have a shape, don't have a voice, warp your mind or your guts or time. I want ghosts I can long for and be afraid of at the same time.

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greethewriter.bsky.social
Listen to the Symposium’s finest vocalist, as their tenor bends the living into unnatural angles and swivels them into the air! Tell us, what ghosts do you prefer? Of the folkloric tradition, or those invented by authors? And why?
#HorrorWritersChat
Question Three

Art by Jelle Husson, featuring a haunted monastery of many sharp-tipped towers scraping at the midnight sky. The largest is in the centre of the structure’s roof, whose walls are painted white. The monastery is located above a hilly terrain of dark stone and dark green moss. A stony, twisting road leads to the monastery.

It is always a delight to see our violinists perform! How the living bend their splintering bones as they float above us all! Tell us, our ghostly compatriots – which of us are better? Of the folkloric kind? Or invented by our shadowy creators?

No links, covers, or self-promo! Leave that for the end! Quote the post & include the hashtag!

#HorrorWritersChat
martinshannon.bsky.social
I read this too fast and saw "loan" and not "loam" and for a second I got *really* scared.

Ghosts are bad. Ghosts with bad credit and sketchy loans? 😬

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Abandoned spaces are creepy, sure; unnatural darkness doesn’t feel safe—someone or THING could be in that back corner…

But unexplored wilderness hides so much more. Flora and fauna eager to kill and eat you, and the ghosts of their ancestors ready to drag you into the loam.
greethewriter.bsky.social
Now, let us begin! Let the flutes bleat and the trumps blare, snatching all the souls of the living away! What are your favourite haunts? Mausoleums? Lavish estates? What secrets do their wraiths protect within?
#HorrorWritersChat
martinshannon.bsky.social
Hang on, guys. I speak cephalopod...

"I would like to speak to you about your vehicle's extended warranty..."

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sinister42.bsky.social
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. #horrorwriterschat
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Hello #HorrorWritersChat, my name is Rami Ungar, I write horror and dark fantasy, I'm from Ohio in the deep, dark out that the USA is slowly becoming. And I'm coming in the form of a guy wearing a Cthulhu onesie. Which I will wear tonight when I'm chilling after work.
martinshannon.bsky.social
TIL Iceland goes hard with its ghosts. #HorrorWritersChat
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I prefer the spirits of the folkloric variety because you can learn so much history from them.

Fun fact: a ghost in Iceland is typically a draugr or afturganga, meaning walking again. They're more of the zombie variety but still have their minds intact and often seek revenge.

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Listen to the Symposium’s finest vocalist, as their tenor bends the living into unnatural angles and swivels them into the air! Tell us, what ghosts do you prefer? Of the folkloric tradition, or those invented by authors? And why?
#HorrorWritersChat