“Everywhere she went, she saw another omen, or another sign of something that did not fully congeal with reality as she had always understood it. Simple things, like the way crows were always staring at her, or the cockroach that crawled out of a frozen microwave meal packet, or the violent thunder that began one …
Author Archives: T. E. Sturk
NaNoWriMo – Week 3
Three weeks later and my story is resting at 40’335 words. I’ve reached the climax and there are perhaps a few thousand more words left at most. There are also some earlier scenes I should expand a bit more but skipped over at the time—but on the whole it’ll be a short book. I do …
NaNoWriMo – Week 2
Here we are, then. Half-way through November and my word count is just over the half-way mark. 25’000 words that feel, for the moment, like a complete and utter mess. Hopefully I’ll be able to fix it in revisions, though. Judging by my very vague outline, I’m nearing the half-way point of that, as well, …
NaNoWriMo – Week 1
After about a full week, the word count of my NaNoWriMo project is resting at 16’095, well ahead of the projected 13’336-word average for 8 days in. If you follow me on Twitter (@SturkTim), you may have seen that I’ve been tweeting daily word count updates. Despite the relatively high count, the novel itself still …
NaNoWriMo 2020
This year I intend to participate in NaNoWriMo. It’ll be my third year in a row, last years effort having produced the pirate novel I am currently querying. It was an immensely satisfying experience, even if the 50’000 words I wrote last November proved to only constitute that book’s first half; the rest of it …
New Story Out: Polaroid
“It had changed. As he held it under the light, he was able to make out the lake outside the house and the old tree, which had been much smaller when the picture was taken… and the boy.” Check out my short story ‘Polaroid’ in Scare Street’s latest horror anthology.
A poem about autumn
The autumn’s bittersweet for sure, and cold But capable of so much more: There is such beauty in decay, Within the many colours of a leaf As it nears death and falls away. It is a grey time, autumn, and a time of death; Of langour, and a time of fading breath– But in that …
Short Story: Ka
For your reading pleasure, here is a short story I wrote earlier in the year: Ka Ramesses II stood looking out across his city, the seat of his great kingdom. It vanished somewhere beyond the horizon, stretching farther than any mortal man could see. In the distant west, Ra’s sun-barque was descending into the Duat, …
On ‘Christmas in Barcelona’ and the Horror of Helplessness
Let’s talk about horror, and the loss of control. All horror may not necessarily be about the loss of control, but I think it’s fair to say that much of it is just that. We see it, for example, in that trope where the twist reveals that the whole town, even the people you thought …
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New Short Story coming soon.
My story, Beneath the Arctic, is soon to be published in the Black Hare Press anthology DEEP SEA: A Journey into Cosmic Horror. Here’s a pre-order link for the ebook: https://readerlinks.com/l/1052017 Check it out. -T.E.S. UPDATE (2020-06-23): The anthology was meant to come out on June 16th. It hasn’t, and the amazon page is currently …
The works of T. Emma Sturk 