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The Horror zine November Issue.
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A huge thanks to Jeani Rector founder and editor of The Horror Zine for featuring some of my work in the November issue.
www.thehorrorzine.com/Art/Nov2…
www.thehorrorzine.com/Art/Nov2…
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kram666
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Mark Wheeler (kram666) 1964-2012
It's been four years since Mark's passing.
With donations from his friends I have managed to maintain his premium so that his glorious fox photography and art are still visible on his front page.
He now has only one month left, if any of you would like to see Marks page continue you can donate points to Mark's donation pool on my front page, I cannot afford to do this by myself.
Mark loved motor bikes, he used to ride them before he was tragically disabled.
I have created a piece in Blender dedicated to Mark, I will offer this as a download for 50 points which will go towards Mark's premium.
It's been four years since Mark's passing.
With donations from his friends I have managed to maintain his premium so that his glorious fox photography and art are still visible on his front page.
He now has only one month left, if any of you would like to see Marks page continue you can donate points to Mark's donation pool on my front page, I cannot afford to do this by myself.
Mark loved motor bikes, he used to ride them before he was tragically disabled.
I have created a piece in Blender dedicated to Mark, I will offer this as a download for 50 points which will go towards Mark's premium.
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It had been an extremely hot day, I had left the bedroom windows open to air the room. At about 1.30am I entered our bedroom to close the curtains and pull back the bed covers ready for bed. I didn't turn the light on at that moment. As I closed the door, I felt something slapping my head and blowing on my face, plus a loud flapping noise and scratching. I dived to the ground.
I do not believe in ghosts, but as I was laying on the floor, in the dark between my wife's dressing table and the bed I was certainly questioning that belief. All the time I could hear scratching and rustling noises, my heart was pounding out of my chest. It was beating so hard my face was tingling. I was sweating, the pulse in my head was throbbing, I couldn't breath, I was frozen to the spot, I have never felt so scared in all my life.
I was contemplating all my beliefs about there not being life after death and if this entity could hurt me.
I eventually plucked up the courage to run and turn the light on (despite having a bad back) I lept at the light switch, illuminated the room, heart attack imminent, only to discover a pair of pigeons roosting on top of our wardrobe, guano and feathers everywhere!
By now its 2am. I go down stairs to inform my wife (who has her nose in a Terry Pratchet book) that I have had the fright of my life and that there are two pigeons in our bedroom and bird shit everywhere. To which she replies "Well get them out then" and then carries on reading about Granny Ogg or somebody.
So! I hatched a cunning plan, I burst into the room screaming and shouting hoping to scare the fuckers out...
Plan B...Its now 3.15am. My cunning plan didn't work, so I get my fishing landing net from the garden shed to catch them with, much guano and feathers later... That didn't work either. All I want to do is go to bed. Its now 4am. I never knew two pigeons could produce so much shit! My wife meanwhile is still engrossed in Terry Pratchet, she obviously ignored the mayhem going on upstairs.
Plan C... FOOD! Feed them...I have some wild bird seed and peanuts downstairs, so I proceed to try to tempt them with tasty morsels...Although it had occurred to me that they are hardly likely to trust me as I had been screaming at them, then trying to catch them in a net.
Plan D... now its 5am. Then it hit me! My wife has a dressing up box for the children which contains an Indian saree, in the garden we have some 6ft bamboo canes.. So, I got myself prepared. (A-Team type music) I draped the saree material over the bamboo cane and proceeded in an orderly fashion to coerce the blighters out of my bedroom. One hour later I eventually succeeded.
Now pigeonless, we have a feather, shit and bird seed strewn bedroom to clean. It was about 7.30am before we could finally retire to bed.
I am still picking cherries...
I was very lucky to win the 'Holes contest' fav.me/d6ezsa0 hosted by a great group
inspirationstation1.deviantart… with my entry 'This is Not a Wardrobe' 
I also create music...Dr.G's Experimental Emporium myspace.com/dr.g.39.s.experime…
I do not believe in ghosts, but as I was laying on the floor, in the dark between my wife's dressing table and the bed I was certainly questioning that belief. All the time I could hear scratching and rustling noises, my heart was pounding out of my chest. It was beating so hard my face was tingling. I was sweating, the pulse in my head was throbbing, I couldn't breath, I was frozen to the spot, I have never felt so scared in all my life.
I was contemplating all my beliefs about there not being life after death and if this entity could hurt me.
I eventually plucked up the courage to run and turn the light on (despite having a bad back) I lept at the light switch, illuminated the room, heart attack imminent, only to discover a pair of pigeons roosting on top of our wardrobe, guano and feathers everywhere!
By now its 2am. I go down stairs to inform my wife (who has her nose in a Terry Pratchet book) that I have had the fright of my life and that there are two pigeons in our bedroom and bird shit everywhere. To which she replies "Well get them out then" and then carries on reading about Granny Ogg or somebody.
So! I hatched a cunning plan, I burst into the room screaming and shouting hoping to scare the fuckers out...
Plan B...Its now 3.15am. My cunning plan didn't work, so I get my fishing landing net from the garden shed to catch them with, much guano and feathers later... That didn't work either. All I want to do is go to bed. Its now 4am. I never knew two pigeons could produce so much shit! My wife meanwhile is still engrossed in Terry Pratchet, she obviously ignored the mayhem going on upstairs.
Plan C... FOOD! Feed them...I have some wild bird seed and peanuts downstairs, so I proceed to try to tempt them with tasty morsels...Although it had occurred to me that they are hardly likely to trust me as I had been screaming at them, then trying to catch them in a net.
Plan D... now its 5am. Then it hit me! My wife has a dressing up box for the children which contains an Indian saree, in the garden we have some 6ft bamboo canes.. So, I got myself prepared. (A-Team type music) I draped the saree material over the bamboo cane and proceeded in an orderly fashion to coerce the blighters out of my bedroom. One hour later I eventually succeeded.
Now pigeonless, we have a feather, shit and bird seed strewn bedroom to clean. It was about 7.30am before we could finally retire to bed.
I am still picking cherries...
I was very lucky to win the 'Holes contest' fav.me/d6ezsa0 hosted by a great group
inspirationstation1.deviantart… with my entry 'This is Not a Wardrobe' I also create music...Dr.G's Experimental Emporium myspace.com/dr.g.39.s.experime…
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Another update
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My mother had a MRI and a CT scan which showed no signs of the tumour only scar tissue, so they cancelled her operation and sent her for a PET Scan yesterday to see if any cancer cells remain. The results far exceeded her surgeons expectation. Huge sense of relief.
I noticed that Mark premium was due to run out, so I renewed his membership for one month. I think it would be sad to lose his page layout, he was close to a lot of people.
I noticed that Mark
premium was due to run out, so I renewed his membership for one month. I think it would be sad to lose his page layout, he was close to a lot of people.
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A bit of an update.
3 min read
My Mother has finished her chemo and radio therapy for her bowel cancer. She has coped exceedingly well, very little if any after effects. She is going to have another scan in 2 weeks, so I am keeping everything crossed. She feels quite healthy and upbeat (Although she doesn't always say how she really feels, because she doesn't want to worry people, which ends up worrying me anyway)
WATCHLIST MAYHEM!!!
Something fishy is going on with my watchlist.
I have lost people from my list, I have not blocked or removed them. So I am having to re-watch people. I have lost about 5 that I am aware of. No doubt one of DAs update gone wrong!
WATCHLIST MAYHEM!!!
Something fishy is going on with my watchlist.
I have lost people from my list, I have not blocked or removed them. So I am having to re-watch people. I have lost about 5 that I am aware of. No doubt one of DAs update gone wrong!
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The Horror zine November Issue. by GrahamSym, journal
The Horror zine November Issue.
A huge thanks to Jeani Rector founder and editor of The Horror Zine for featuring some of my work in the November issue.
http://www.thehorrorzine.com/Art/Nov2016/Graham/GrahamSymmons.html
kram666 by GrahamSym, journal
kram666
Mark Wheeler (kram666) 1964-2012
*kram666 (https://www.deviantart.com/kram666)
It's been four years since Mark's passing.
With donations from his friends I have managed to maintain his premium so that his glorious fox photography and art are still visible on his front page.
He now has only one month left, if any of you would like to see Marks page continue you can donate points to Mark's donation pool on my front page, I cannot afford to do this by myself.
Mark loved motor bikes, he used to ride them before he was tragically disabled.
I have created a piece in Blender dedicated to Mark, I will offer this as a download for 50 points which will go towards Mark's premi
The night I was attacked by a poltergeist. by GrahamSym, journal
The night I was attacked by a poltergeist.
It had been an extremely hot day, I had left the bedroom windows open to air the room. At about 1.30am I entered our bedroom to close the curtains and pull back the bed covers ready for bed. I didn't turn the light on at that moment. As I closed the door, I felt something slapping my head and blowing on my face, plus a loud flapping noise and scratching. I dived to the ground.
I do not believe in ghosts, but as I was laying on the floor, in the dark between my wife's dressing table and the bed I was certainly questioning that belief. All the time I could hear scratching and rustling noises, my heart was pounding out of my chest. It was beati
Another update by GrahamSym, journal
Another update
My mother had a MRI and a CT scan which showed no signs of the tumour only scar tissue, so they cancelled her operation and sent her for a PET Scan yesterday to see if any cancer cells remain. The results far exceeded her surgeons expectation. Huge sense of relief.
I noticed that Mark *kram666 (https://www.deviantart.com/kram666) premium was due to run out, so I renewed his membership for one month. I think it would be sad to lose his page layout, he was close to a lot of people.
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A bit of an update. by GrahamSym, journal
A bit of an update.
My Mother has finished her chemo and radio therapy for her bowel cancer. She has coped exceedingly well, very little if any after effects. She is going to have another scan in 2 weeks, so I am keeping everything crossed. She feels quite healthy and upbeat (Although she doesn't always say how she really feels, because she doesn't want to worry people, which ends up worrying me anyway)
WATCHLIST MAYHEM!!!
Something fishy is going on with my watchlist.
I have lost people from my list, I have not blocked or removed them. So I am having to re-watch people. I have lost about 5 that I am aware of. No doubt one of DAs update gone wrong!