Hawksmoor : Writing

LUMINESCENCE

LUMINESCENCE

A Story by Hawksmoor


He doesn’t know I’m watching him do it, but I’ve got a feeling that even if he did, he’d still do it. He’s been sta..
PSYCHIC LAMAZE

PSYCHIC LAMAZE

A Story by Hawksmoor


A man who is a brother to me made two challenges to me a night ago. This is the first of those. My try at meeting this challenge.
THE BOX

THE BOX

A Story by Hawksmoor


Burst Fiction Assignment. No more than a thousand words. Very VERY difficult. This is what came out.
MARK-UP

MARK-UP

A Story by Hawksmoor


It was three in the morning when I heard it from afar. The back door of my home, creaking open like a rotted old walnut giving birth to dust an..
I OWE YOU

I OWE YOU

A Story by Hawksmoor


�How in the f**k, I mean, you tell me, how in the holy F**K is it possible to be fired from a convenience store? How is that possible f..
DOOR

DOOR

A Story by Hawksmoor


A barely human snarl, a fibrous and horrific creak, and an agonizing scream, and that was that. The woman beyond the two inch thick glass, ..
POTTED DJINN, PT DOS

POTTED DJINN, PT DOS

A Story by Hawksmoor


A week had gone by, yet Keith had seen nothing more unusual about the table than the fact that the glass pane top really wouldn’t be budged. ..
POTTED DJINN

POTTED DJINN

A Story by Hawksmoor


The table was a makeshift thing; a large, empty plant urn with a round pane of glass super gluedover the top. It was a chubby, crazy object to look ..
Pönitenz

Pönitenz

A Story by Hawksmoor


“Please, father! I swear I won’t do it again! Please!” The boy’s jet black skin shined with the liquid of fear. It..
3 P.M.

3 P.M.

A Stage Play by Hawksmoor


He wasn’t exactly a shock jock when it came to gaining and keeping attention. Any befuddled, bored, or accidental listeners had to be able to ..