Meredith Harmon
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Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.
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Blood Diamonds
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. Well, that's what the historians said. Historians, the same people who are in the pay of whatever whim of the current royalty. Their words are always flattering, their opinions sway in the high head wind of the current crowned head (cough, cough), and the annals of history take on a certain overblown view of things.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Fiction
Aurora
Slashes of fuchsia Limn northern constellations- Electron pavane.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Poets
Sublimination. Content Warning.
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. My buddies and I were worried. Friends from high school through college, and marriages, and divorces, and kids and all. And Bryan, our “something's off with him” guy, was more and more going off the deep end.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Horror
Infinite Simians
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. I honestly don't care anymore. If I see another submission from a fifties hausfrau trying to be a tweenie wannabe, hawking yet another clone of Twilight and claiming they have the next platinum-level five-star triple-thumbs-up blockbuster, I will scream.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Horror
Threshold
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. I can see it, in my mind. Bright, shining, getting stronger and more defined with each passing second. If I hold my breath, the outlines and wood grain and glorious brilliant light spills over the threshold, puddles in a glow you could swim in, gets stronger..
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Horror
Jersey Shore, Whirlwind Edition
I opened an eye. It was still dark. Mrmpf. I hate getting up early. But I'm the one who decided on this festive swaree, and I'm the person who set the schedule, so I'm the one who has to haul my own prodigious tushie out of bed and get on with combobulating.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Wander
