31 Nightmares 2017: The 31st

Well, horror lovers,

We’ve reached another end to our nightmares. Will they be back again? We’ll just have to wait and see. We’ve had some hurdles but it’s all been worth it.

Enjoy this short video message as a token of my appreciation.

Special Thanks

First and foremost we would like to thank our very supportive family members that helped make some of this possible. To our friends, thank you for rooting for this event even when our hearts weren’t in it at certain points this year.

To the horror lovers:

None of this would be possible without you!! You clammered for this event’s return until we gave in.

To our Twitter Family and #TWDFamily members – we appreciate your overwhelming kindness & interaction with us. You’ve helped drive some horror fans our way and we are forever grateful to all of you for that!!

To our guests Michael Patrick and Bill Friday – We thank you for your courage to share and your wonderful contributions to the event this year.

To our mentors, your advice has been priceless at times when we desperately needed it.

& Last but most certainly not least, thank all of you reading that have shared these on social media, cheered us on, and just generally made this event more fun for us to host.

We love all of you.

Snapping Turtle Arts


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Happy Halloween!

~In Loving Memory of~

Wes Craven, Grayson Queen, John Bernecker, George Romero, and Tobe Hooper.

-And all the rest that helped pave the way.

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31 Nightmares 2017: The 30th

Alright darlings,

We have another guest today ready to share something right up your alley. Today we welcome author Bill Friday from BillFriday.com. Some of you may remember Bill from my time over at Stories. Others already know him. Some of you are new to Bill completely and those of you that might be are in for a treat.

As we enter this eve of Hallow’s Eve, that some may call “Mischief Night” or the foreboding, even older nickname, “Devil’s Night,” we will take one last nightmarish journey with our guest before our closing day, tomorrow.

This theme is dark and poetic. We hope you enjoy.

 

  • Snapping Turtle Arts

​​​​​A Ghost Story

By: Bill Friday

Not Forgotten

 

I am a ghost.

I, in the beginning of my time here on this plane of existence, I could not understand what it was to be invisible to the world and those living in it, as I still thought myself a part of the world that I still saw before me. I moved, I thought, I felt everything as I did before my transformation. Little seemed to change from one moment to the next. I was me, and the world was the world, and neither of us looked much different as far as I could tell. But it was different. I was different. Because now, the world looked right through me.

Because I am a ghost.

I am a ghost.

I know I am a ghost because, after what I’m guessing – since there is no clock or calendar in my world – many years of living. I say “living” with some caution because, of course, ghosts aren’t alive. At least not in the way all those around me who don’t see me are alive. But they are alive, every one of them. I can tell by the hurry and worry they carry with themselves everywhere they go. Constantly in motion, even when that motion seems to take them nowhere in particular. Just circles circling other circling circles, always in a rush to go everywhere, but never seeming to go anywhere. Except that none of these concentric living circles ever seem to circle me.

Because I am a ghost.

I am a ghost.

I know I am a ghost because of something I saw in a movie once when I was still alive. Those who still move in circles can hear me. They hear the same sounds I hear when I make when I choose to make them. They hear the groan, the belch, the occasional fart – although I don’t know where the belch and the fart come from, because as I learned from the same movie, ghosts don’t belch or fart – and also from the moving of objects that are, in my ghostly existence, important to me.

I guess, because that’s what the movie taught me, that objects which were important to me in my previous life are still important to me in this life as well. It makes me question my previous life’s life-choices as to why I didn’t place more importance on a nice car, or maybe a big house, or even on better clothes, because the only things that must have been important to me in that other life seem to be a raggedy overcoat, the morning newspaper, and a shopping cart that wobbles at the wheels and scrapes at the pavement as I walk. Seriously, if I could give just one word of advice to those still living – but I can’t, because to my knowledge, none of them has ever heard a word I have said – it would be to acquire nice things for yourself in life, because one day you might be a ghost and need them.

Yeah, the things you learn the hard way.

Because you are a ghost.

I am a ghost.

I know I am a ghost because, after a lifetime of seeing no need at all for god or the church, I live behind a church, on the edge of a graveyard – how ironic on so many levels, being a ghost because… graveyard, and an atheist ghost because… church – but they let me stay as the church folk look right through me like the rest of the living do. Oh, and they allow me to eat left-overs from the shiny dumpster next to the boarded-up back door. I even sleep behind it when the wind blows extra cold some nights, and my overflowing morning newspapers can’t seem to keep the wind out of my ghost-self bones.

Like on this night.

Because that’s what ghosts do.

And I am a ghost.

 


You can reach Bill Friday in these places as well:

Twitter: @ThatManFriday

Instagram: @BillFriday

Facebook: facebook.com/thatmanfriday

Website: BillFriday.com


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31 Nightmares 2017: The 29th

There were strange sights I saw as a child while on a trip with family members. For years those strange thoughts from that night as a child combined with my imagination, have crept into my nightmares and later, my designs. This is one of them. I’ve decided to make it into a horror/sci-fi crossover for my fall collection. This will be a template for wall art and fits TV screens as well.

The Unexplained © 2017 Snapping Turtle Arts | [Click image to view larger HD version from Snapping Turtle Gallery]

Thank you all for your kind words, patience (due to our shift in schedule from day-to-night), & support as we shift the clouds about during this event. Your enthusiasm is as always much appreciated. 🙂


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31 Nightmares 2017: The 28th

We’ve talked a lot about the importance of sound & music in horror when it comes to television, movies, and video games. The topic is sprinkled about throughout these years of doing #31Nightmares.

Along with soundtracks and sound effects, recently I came across a wonderfully haunting theme that belongs to a show.

We are nearing the end of our nightmarish journey. Still more to come. We hope you’ve enjoyed this October with us here at cardcastlesinthesky.com


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31 Nightmares 2017: The 27th

Wretched © 2017 Snapping Turtle Arts | cardcastlesinthesky.com

Some things are better left untouched. If I were to tell the story behind this distorted face, hardly anyone would believe it. Maybe it’s best we keep pretending it’s fiction…for now.


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