#Audio. #flashfic #horrordailies Four stories for the season, read by the Bathtub Mermaid and Friends
Bridal gowns had always been Mama Louise’s specialty. She limited her commissions to two a year and quoted a five-month turnaround. It was much longer than it took to have a custom gown from one of the bridal shops on Main Street, but her customers never objected. They knew that a dress from a store was just a dress, while a creation sewn by Louise would be a family heirloom.
#Audio. #Halloween A collection of five short-short stories for the season. Read by the Bathtub Mermaid and Friends.
I reach around him and grab the bottle from his far hand, then take a swig. “Not bad,” I said. “Tastes like a ninety-nine… maybe a two thousand. Virgin?”
“Virgin,” he confirms. “Two thousand. Carpathian blend. Shall I heat it for you?
“Please.” I go to the couch and wrap a cotton throw around my legs. He joins me a few minutes later, handing me my favorite mug – a smiley-face with fangs – full of steaming liquid. For himself, he’s got scrambled eggs and a hamburger patty. He says protein is essential.
All of the stories in this episode were written by The Bathtub Mermaid for this year’s HorrorDailies challenge. Find this year’s archive at MissMeliss.com
The Bathtub Mermaid: Tales from the Tub is written and produced by Melissa A. Bartell, and is recorded and produced using the BossJock iPad app and Audacity.
Bathtub Mermaid album art was created by Rebecca Moran of Moran Media
Music used for the opening and closing is a mix of Chris Zabriskie’s “The Oceans Continue to Rise” from the Free Music Archive and Kevoy’s clip of whales off the coast of French Polynesia from Freesound.
Chris Zabriskie’s song is also used under some readings.
Incidental music for this episode is Ghost Dance by Kevin MacLeod, courtesy of the Free Music Archive
Three pieces of spooky short fiction, read by the Bathtub Mermaid and Friends.
I plunge backwards into the water. They always push you overboard in the split second when you forget to anticipate the shove. The theory is that if you can’t see the waves coming to greet you, you’re less likely to panic.