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About Spider Hacksaw
spider hacksaw is a reclusive author/artist/director and is alive&swell in his lovely madhouse mind @ Noosehearse Asylum - by the sea. His currently available published works ( that have escaped from his mental asylum mind ) include: Dystopia -"Where the mind is a great and terrible thing. And all the world is Halloween." /&/ A Midsummer's Nightmare : Based on a true nightmare. / coming soon to a midnightmare at the theater-in-your-round-skull / His contact with the outside world is through his / art / books / films / music / under your bed / and his henchmen.
spider (LIKE)s / creating things / dreaming / drooling / wearing the latest fashion in straightjackets / telling ghost stories around campfires / shadow-walking in nightmares / hanging with his invisible imaginary friends and fiends / find him and connect @ amazon.com/author/spiderhacksaw / FaceBook / Twitter /&/ spiderhacksaw.com
Some accidents are nightmares.
A group of seven friends are on a weekend camping trip in the Colorado Rockies; enjoying an evening around the campfire, discussing everything under the sun and moon; from flatulence and films to aliens and other worlds, as well as their worst childhood nightmares.
Not long into the evening an violent twist-of-events propels them headlong into a dark endless night of survival. As they rush to save one life, they find themselves on the wrong side of the road-paved-with-good-intentions and wind up putting all their lives in danger.
It is here in a realm of imitation reality that they meet a man--infected by a mental, physical, and spiritual virus. A man peddling his wares. A man and his shadow, peddling the disease of bad dreams. It isn't long before things go from terrible to horrific, as they become separated and isolated in a twisted extension of the multiverse. Where they are forced to confront their own psychological fears and trauma, by being placed face to face with their worst childhood nightmares and the boogeymen that haunted their youth.
Love. Terror. Sex. Madness. These are the things that nightmares are made of.
Our minds manufacture representations in order to subsist. Our conscious existence and our unconscious existence are sown together, and ripped apart, repeatedly, so that we might see less clearly, so that we might see more clearly. Human beings must depart the shallow surface of things, so as to know ourselves more truly; so as to know ourselves more deeply.
Humanity's temporary existence is interwoven with our eternal existence. We live within a revolving dream/nightmare realm, a spinning wheel of fortune and misfortune, of dark and light, of consciousness and unconsciousness. We are temporary manifestations, creating lives of temporary illusion, while projecting and protecting our temporary trompe l'oeil, via our dreams and nightmares.
In order to cope, to confront, to comprehend, our minds establish semblance; we fabricate fables, tell and retell parables, and erect allegories. Our struggles, our survival, our surrender, are all portals of symbolic exorcism. For existence itself is a metaphor. Mankind is an emblem. We are our own gods and monsters. We are our own dreams and nightmares.
Dillon Race. Sadie Benton. Jacob Rydel. Daphne Day. Mike Parsons. Rhonda Smith. Alan Trist. And Martin Webber.
Who will perish? Who will prevail?
A Midsummer's Nightmare.
by spider hacksaw
Read it and scream.
Now, games and masks and nightmares of six friends' shared past, conspire and collide, as childhood demons taunt and hide, on this Halloween night and the eve of winter's bane.
A welcome home celebration and a trick or treat incantation, turns rotten and rank, during a party prank, when an uninvited guest ends up slain.
Another accident? Murder maybe? Is it Owen Poe's blood or a fake blood stain? Because now his body is missing, and good friends are acting strange.
Raven Cathmore and her grown-up orphan friends must learn the rules of insanity and the reality of someone's twisted game. As the snowfall grows steeper and the body-part pile gets deeper, someone is playing for keeps, and one of them is to blame.