I’ve been trying to balance out a lot of emotions lately, because ‘when it rains it pours’. In this past year there has been great joy in my life. I have a brand new niece, my little sister got married, and I’ve seen some incredible growth in the business side of my illustration and blogging … Continue reading
Thank goodness for other bloggers ❤ Seriously. Sometimes I feel like the content here on Horror Made is getting a little stale. Which, hopefully is just me being weird about consistent content… What do you think? But just in case… today I’m playing a blogging tag game with C.S. Knight from darkfictioncoma.wordpress.com. I found the questions and … Continue reading
Last week, we explored the dreamy “what-if” of what Hellraiser would look like if imagined as interior design. This week we’re making Pinhead into a sewing kit. Which I am – oh so cleverly – calling a Pinhead Cushion I know, the cleverness is overwhelming… *coughs* But anyway, I’m here today to lay out how … Continue reading
Every Tuesday we write, we imagine and we horrify. And sometimes, we help each other out. You’re beautiful people and remind me of it often. And for the Month of May I wanted to feature a poet and micro blogger who’s been a huge help in making Horror Haikuesday grow. He’s wickedly clever with his words and … Continue reading
Welcome back my friends. Last week there was a flurry of brilliance scattering through the veins of the internet and I’m *sniffs* so freakin’ proud of all you. It was darker, more demented, and even funnier last week, so picking the poems for this week was a delicious challenge. Onwards to Horror Haikuesday First up … Continue reading
Happy Horror Haikuesday everyone! So, I have made a really bad habit of staying up reeeally late on Monday nights to finish the artwork for the Horror Haikuesday posts. Which mostly has to do with ending up on YouTube to check for something very specific and then losing myself in a vortex of amusements for a … Continue reading
Once upon a time, hiding in your closets or under your bed, or possibly in the space between each breath, there was a fear of the lingering dead. Spirits, ghosts and shadows came knock knock knocking at your door, and now they’ve come back to visit once more. *Lighting FLASH and loud dramatic music* Ok, attempt … Continue reading
