Oswaldo Gomez Zamora
Bio
On the jounry to bring a Latino/Queer pov to the world of litature.
Phx, Az
My genres of intrest are horror, fantasy, and romance.
Twitter: @waldoaldo97
Ao3: waldoaldo97
Stories (9/0)
On the Slab
It was just after 3:05 AM on Miguel's graveyard shift at the city's morgue and only a few hours into his shift. He was inspecting a deceased body, a Jane Doe from a car accident that happened earlier that day. In his own world, Mozart plays in his earbuds. THUMP THUMP... Every few minutes he stretched his neck, arms, and hands to try and keep his tiredness at bay. There can only be so many energy drinks a person can drink before the effects no longer work. THUMP THUMP... With his magnifying goggles Miguel was stitching up the woman's pale blue-gray throat that was covered with red raw lasherations. The various organs in metal bowls from the autopsy. THUMP THUMP...
By Oswaldo Gomez Zamora2 years ago in Horror
A Tale of Two Adaptations
With over 1,138 pages, questionable depictions, and a drugged out author, here's how many took the work of Steven King's IT and turned it to an adaption for every generation. With one of Steven King’s most famous works, there is a lot of pressure to capture the horror and metaphors Steven King wrote. Each adaptation has its pros and cons. The 1990 adaption introduced the world to the world of IT, and the later remakes expanded on the mythos. Here's how both adaptations gave generations fear of clowns and see how the two adaptations stack against each other from its deviations of the book, the performances of Pennywise, and its ultimate measure of success.
By Oswaldo Gomez Zamora2 years ago in Horror
That Final Time at Band Camp
Staring at the glowing warmth of the bonfire, I was thinking about what I could possibly talk about. “Remember guys, let’s try to keep it a nice five to ten. There’s a lot of seniors and we don’t want to spend all night in the cold.”
By Oswaldo Gomez Zamora2 years ago in Confessions
To the Alter
Shuffle...puff...shuffle...shuffle...pop...pop...Eduardo was pacing back and forth in his room, waiting to be called to the altar. Today was the day, Roman and his wedding day. A day he never thought was going to be a reality given their upbringing in their small town. There were also the bullies, the drifting apart after high school and college, the bullies again at their high school reunion, a public embarrassment, and a nasty divroce. Everything in Eduardo’s life seemed like the odds were stacked against him and against Roman, but they prevalved and won. Won against their small town, won against the bullies, and won when Eduardo was close to losing Roman.
By Oswaldo Gomez Zamora2 years ago in Pride
