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Zakk's Rainy Day Recommendations
Zakk’s Recommendations For a Rainy Day
While you can’t judge a book by its cover you can totally define (go ahead, judge) a reader by their Top “X” lists, whatever “X” may be. Top 10, seasonal or situational, best-of or best-ever. No matter the subtitle these lists form a profile of you, the constant reader. What does your “X” list say about you? If you met your maker today How will your reading list define you?
Me? Well, I guess I’m about as...
Cassie's review- The Switch House by Tim Meyer
Title: The Switch House
Authors: Tim Meyer
Edition: Paperback
Page Count: 185 pages
Rating: 4.5 / 5 ✨
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This was my first book by Tim Meyer, and I’d been seeing it around on bookstagram almost as long as I’d been a part of the community. The cover and premise were both intriguing to me, so when I finally got my hands on a copy, I pushed it way up on my TBR list! I love a good creepy...
Have a Safe and Happy Holiday Weekend!
Happy Independence Day Worms! Here is a special early edition of Freedom Feels! We’ll be taking a break from posting over the holiday. BUT HAVE NO FEAR, we’ll be back to posting the wonderful horror you have come to know on Monday! Take this extra time to read something cool!
Kallie is such an amazing and creative person. You can find her here: Kallie @pageandparlorCRIMECON as told by Briana Prieto
Today's Talk About it Tuesdays is a quick wrap-up of my experience at CrimeCon!!!
CrimeCon oh CrimeCon, how you have my heart!!!
What is CrimeCon you ask?
Well, it’s a true crime convention. In a 3 day weekend, you get to experience everything related to true crime. From the most current cases, to discovering interesting scientific methods. All the events are purely educational and phenomenal. There are endless chances to meet speakers, podcasters, and other true crime fanatics.
CrimeCon took place in New Orleans, Louisiana...
The Magic Puddle
The Magic Puddle
A short story by Beth Griffith
“Thirteen years old,” Grandma grumbled. “Just a girl pushing out his big head. Now look at me! Damn near 50, raisin’ my grandsons. How much money does he give me? Room and board and feedin’ these bottomless stomachs... how much money?” She looked at her grandsons sternly, one hand on her bony hip. They had heard this speech many times before. They knew not to answer. “Seventeen dollars and sixty three cents.” She hissed out the figure. “How am...