What do you see? #31

Written for Sadje: https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/87325236/posts/2721822607

They huddled behind the tree. Rumor had it that the old man that lived in the creepy house in the woods would take children, skin them, and eat them. Supposedly, he stay up all hours of the night writing down ideas of who to take next and where he should hunt for his next victims. Betsy and Samuel didn’t want to take the chance of being seen and being his next victims. They didn’t know if he had security cameras around his property.

Watching the light in the window, they couldn’t see any sort of movement. Wouldn’t he have to move around and then shadows would move and make the light seem like it was moving? Betsy held onto Samuel’s jacket. Samuel heard a stick crack a few feet from where they were crouching.

“Bets, did you hear that?”

“Hear what?”

“That twig snap. About ten feet away from my left shoulder.”

“Aw, come on, Sams, stop trying to scare me.”



©2020 CBialczak Fiction

Coming soon! New book!

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Whispering Lilly
Genre: Mystery/ Paranormal
Expected Publication Day: May 26th, 2020
Publisher: Between the Lines
The Dead Inns paranormal investigations team is back in action with an all-new television show, Haunted Ends. With the help of their new ghostly member, Sam, the show’s popularity has grown far beyond San Francisco. Rocky, the show’s paranormal psychic, along with Sam, agrees to investigate the murder of a young college girl, Lilly Rosenberg. While doing so, the two are reunited with old friends as well as meeting new interesting ones… bodies optional. Their spooky adventure leads the crew of Haunted Ends into peril, fighting for their lives in the middle of the Mojave desert against the ghost of a long-dead serial killer, Irving Keegan.

About the Author


Elizabeth grew up in Redlands, California as an only child. The lack of siblings, cousins, or even kids in her neighborhood to play with sparked her imagination to life. She spent most days entertaining herself with elaborate stories, even doing so when her attention should have been elsewhere—like on her schoolwork.

As a teen, Elizabeth dove headfirst into the geeky culture of Star Trek and other science fiction and fantasy novels. She became so consumed that she spent all her free time and allowance on new books—eagerly anticipating their arrival. When she felt hindered by her limited allowance and the inevitable waiting period between new releases, it dawned on Elizabeth to revisit the creation of her own stories. This is where she was truly born as an author, pouring her imagination into multiple genres.

In 2009, Elizabeth graduated from California State University Fullerton with a bachelor’s degree in Communications, emphasizing Entertainment Studies. She has taken numerous writing classes to hone her craft—everything from script writing to copywriting, story writing and more.

Elizabeth has been happily married to her supportive husband since 2001. He greatly encourages her in her writing endeavors and accompanies her on trips to haunted locations—her favorite pastime. She currently lives with her husband in Corona, California.

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Bosom: word of the day challenge

Written for Cyranny’s Cove Word of the Day: https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/05/26/bosom/

emotional reset

Lay your head upon me 

Let my bosom be your pillow 

Feel the warmth of my body 

Instill heat in your cold bones 

While placing safety and security 

In your mind to ponder then trust 

So that you may lift your head 

Stand tall 

And begin your day again.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Bloom: ragtag daily prompt

Written for RDP: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/05/26/rdp-tuesday-bloom/


And when I see the flowers bloom 

I am reminded of the days of past 

Where sunlight filtered in my room 

But the brightest rays did not last.  

For when the sun came higher up 

I say the shadows on my sill 

I’d like to drink sunshine in a cup 

And drink until I had my fill.  

So now I venture out the doors 

To where the flowers rise 

Up out of earth that rain pours 

Its watery golden food surprise.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Kaleidoscope of the Senses

I wanted to reblog this and share the version I saw on my road trip south. It was in North Carolina called the Whirligig Park. https://www.wilsonwhirligigpark.org/

killing time with a camera ...

Kaleidoscope of the Senses, an interactive art installation on Woodbine Beach, Toronto. It’s by Charlie Sutherland, who repurposed a lifeguard chair to create the open bell tower structure. March 2020.

Well, I say interactive but there’s now a hand written sign on it saying “don’t climb”, so you’re no longer allowed up onto the red bench. Also, I couldn’t smell the aroma therapy oils that the artist supposedly added to the sand underneath the black chimney thing.

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