Lately, I've been focusing a lot of ideas on hopelessness - a feeling that I am all too familiar with. Probably unhealthily so. Even now, posting from a tablet and not wanting to make my fingers sore from typing so much I feel hopeless in not being able to write too much without an actual keyboard.
To make up, here's the reveal of the works in progress:
Breathe (video game mindfuck)
You, Murderer (throwback to much earlier creepypasta ideas)
A Whimper (a two year old concept/draft I've never finished around the time of Just a "Nightmare". Until now) The Statue/The Stone Man (unsure which
to go with. Thoughts?)
A Mile and a Half (songpasta)
Tonight's Decision (Unsure how to categorize this really)
Keep in mind that none of these are sadpastas (though most will have characters to sympathise with). One critique I usually see is my pastas generally not being scary enough. You want the horror, I'll provide it and provide it hard. Not that I won't be writing something tear jerking ever again, of course. May come sooner than you think.
With regards, Flaky