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5 Tips to Creating Fear in your Reader When Writing Horror
When writing horror fiction, the goal is to entice a feeling of fear, terror or even horror in the reader. To have them sitting on the edge of their seat or even let out a shriek of terror at the moment the axe drops. Maybe even create a new fear that your readers didn’t have before…but they do now. But how does one entice such nail biting terror in their readers? Here are five tips in showing…
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Fear quote
Only fear can defeat life. It is a clever, treacherous adversary. It has no decency, respects no law or convention, shows no mercy. It goes for your weakest spot, which it finds with unerring ease. It begins in your mind, always. One moment you are feeling calm, self-possessed, happy. Then fear, disguised in the garb of mild-mannered doubt, slips into your mind like a spy. Doubt meets disbelief…
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The Dragon by Luka
Congratulations, Luka! Your submission "The Dragon" has been published!
Writing Challenge
Write a scene in which your main character has to face a monster, or conquer a challenge that he or she finds terrifying, and make sure you include many of the same sensations which you feel when you are scared.
The Dragon
My legs were burning. Not because of the flames around me, but because of the long ten minutes I had been waiting, sitting on a branch of a tree. I was sitting in such an uncomfortable position. Maybe it won't even come, I thought, maybe it lost itself, or it's dead. But then I heard a crack, right next to my ear. And then another one. I shivered. When suddenly, a big roar resounded behind me, and I fell down. The branch had fallen off the tree, and I was lying down in the fire. I didn't have time to recover, I could see the dragon's bulky shadow between the smoke and flames. I coughed and coughed. Then I pushed myself up, and took out my pocket knife.
"Where are you, beast?" I yelled. And as soon as I had, a roar resounded, and something exploded. I saw a tail swishing in my direction, and jumped stomach first on the ground. My heart thumped in my chest, and my mind raced with thoughts. I had to have a plan, because I couldn't be a coward and run away.
-Luka
