Joshua Campbell
Bio
Writer, reader, game crafter, screen writer, comedian, playwright, aging hipster, and writer of fine horror.
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Stories (197/0)
Crystal Clear
Crystal Clear Crystal stepped out of the car and walked up the steps of her home in West LA. It had been a good funeral, lots of people there to see her being sad and see her paying her respects to a man who had made her career. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, Jarret had been the best thing to happen to her in years. He had been a rising star, and she had ridden him to the heavens so she could watch him fall. It was cold, but hey, that was showbiz.
By Joshua Campbellabout a year ago in Horror
Trapped in the Booth
I hadn’t wanted to go to Applebees, but my friends insisted. I’m not opposed to going out to have a meal, but I hate going to the Applebees in our town. It’s a gathering place for every half drunk Chad and happy hour drunk who doesn’t have enough money to drink at the yacht club but too much class for the Tilted Stool. We aren’t big drinkers. I mean, we like to tie a few on sometimes, but these guys get downright sloppy. We get the booth as far from the bar as we can, but it’s still so damn noisy in there! By the end of the night, we’re all yelling at each other just to be heard over the jukebox and the drunks. I spend the rest of the night with my eardrums pounding and my head ready to crack open.
By Joshua Campbellabout a year ago in Horror
Reality House
"OH, MY GOD! THERE IT IS! STOP THE CAR JACOB!!!" Lily exclaimed as the house she saw in the ad came into view. Lily and Jacob had lived in the same neighborhood for most of their twelve year marriage. They had liked the area when they moved in, but their once peaceful neighborhood had seen its share of crime and decline lately. The straw that broke the camel's back and made them decide to move had been three nights ago while they were out to dinner. They had been celebrating their twelve-year anniversary when someone broke into their home and ransacked the place. Anything of value that wasn't locked in the safe was taken, and when the police finally got there, they acted as though they couldn't care less. They were absolutely no help. So the next day, Lily went online to find a new house in their price range. Lo and behold, she found a lovely house a few neighborhoods over, on the nicer side of town. It was a closer commute to Jacob's work and was well within their price range.
By Joshua Campbellabout a year ago in Horror
Easter Surprise
Terry was walking past his parent's door when he heard his mothers frustrated exclamation. “I can't believe I have to work all Easter weekend!” she had bemoaned, sitting on the bed as she tried to stop her tears. His father was shaving in the bathroom, and looked like he was only half listening. Terry thought she had probably gotten off easy, since now Dad would have to head the Easter Festivities. He would have to color the eggs, make the rice crispy bunnies, hide the eggs, sneak out the baskets at night, and generally take care of Terry and his sister. His parents would have likely been a little sad to know that at ten their son no longer believed in this things, had, in fact, peaked while his mother set the baskets up last year, but he hadn't breathed a word of it to Laura so she was still excited for the coming of the bunny.
By Joshua Campbellabout a year ago in Horror
Cashmere Botanical Gardens pt 5 High Summer
And that is how I came to be kneeling in the lily pool, the cold nose of Carls shotgun against my spine. I could see little between my wet bangs other than the Pale Lady as she looked down on the five of us as though we were a show put on for her amusement. Carl didn’t hold me cruelly at gunpoint, but I was hardly in any position to thank him. The creatures arrayed around us, the Brandylou, I supposed, looked on with interest, but I had eyes only for the lady. I hadn’t much cared for the phrase “Meat from my table” and I felt pretty sure I was about to discover more than I ever wanted to.
By Joshua Campbellabout a year ago in Horror
Cashmere Botanical Gardens pt 2 The Tree Exhibit
I was awoken Tuesday morning by a call from Carl. I had been sleeping poorly, my dreams filled with the strange lady I had encountered on my round that night. The more I studied her, the more I came to believe that she was the statue from the pond, but that was crazy. Statues didn't just get up and walk around on their own. The more I remembered about that night though, the more convinced I became that it had been the woman depicted in that statue. Was she someone who worked for the park? Did we have an actor who portrayed her for meet and greets?
By Joshua Campbellabout a year ago in Horror
Cashmere Botanical Gardens pt 4 midnight revels
The four of us walked back into the Gardens and towards the long buildings that had reminded me of class rooms. Doctor Thurston led us past rows of growing trays and glassed off rooms with biohazard signs on them until we reached a door with the legend Hadrian L Thurston MD on it. The doc slid a key in and we all piled into the cozy space. It was bigger than our security cubicle but not by much. Most of the space was taken up by bookshelves and the mahogany desk that Thurston planted himself behind. Carl stood at his right, and I took the seat across from him as Randy leaned against the wall near the door. Randy looked tired and unhappy to be there, but I guess when Carl called you, you answered the phone.
By Joshua Campbellabout a year ago in Horror
The Cashmere Botanical Gardens pt 1 The Pale Lady
The Cashmere Botanical Gardens are a pretty interesting place. The Gardens, despite being in the mountainous region of Georgia, have a nearly constant temperature between seventy and eighty five degrees. It has never snowed in the Cashmere Botanical Gardens, and it is utterly immune to the cold snaps and freeze warnings that sometimes affect the area. The plants here require only minimal care, seeming to get exactly what they need to flourish from the soil and their regular waterings. The place should not exist, especially not in a town as provincial as Cashmere, but it does.
By Joshua Campbellabout a year ago in Horror
Appalachian Grandpa Tales- Cat Tales
Appalachian Grandpa- Cat tales The fire crackled merrily as Glimmer lay stretched out before it. The dancing flames made her skin twinkle, which was how she had gotten her name from Grandpa, and the dazzle sent diamonds onto the ceiling. I had stopped in the doorway to the living room to watch her as she sparkled, and she grinned impishly when she noticed me.
By Joshua Campbellabout a year ago in Horror