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Judgement – There’s No Escape

Everyone at some point in their life will be wrongly judged by someone. It might be a random thought in a stranger’s head when they glanced at you in passing that you never knew about. It might be from people that knew you once upon a time and can’t see that you’re different now because of the passage of time and experience. It might be from people who know you merely in passing, but think they know who you are even though they’ve never had a real conversation with you. It might be because you won’t bend to someone else’s will and stand up for yourself, your life, and your priorities. Or it might be from random people because of your job, your skin tone, or some other stupid superficial crap.

None of those judgements have anything to do with you. They’re all about other people being their asshole selves because they suffer from deep insecurities or fears.

I’m the recipient of a lot of judgements, unfortunately.

Why?

I’m odd, silly, and strange. I love to spend time alone. I’m a horror author. Add to that I’m a woman who goes against the grain of most social norms (Aquarius & INTJ = me). You could say it’s in my nature to stand out…and be proud of the fact I’m different.

Most of the people I really like, love those things about me. And I love the interesting quirks that make them, them. Honestly, I get along with most people because I like diversity. I find people different than myself insanely interesting.

I’ve found that about 98% of the people who don’t like me are women I stand up to. They’re women who have tried to manipulate or control me mentally or emotionally and I simply wouldn’t allow it. Not doing what other people want and not being the person other people think you should be is wrong, I guess, because it has always made me the bitch. I could literally compile a list of about a hundred or more people I’ve come across in some aspect of my life that could fit into the category of “manipulative controller” that lash out when they don’t get their way.

I’ve never regretted standing up to those people. If standing up for myself makes me a bitch, then a bitch I am.

Then, add in the judgements I receive because I’m a horror author… I’m an author of dark fiction, zombie fiction, thrillers, and suspense. I write stuff that haunts people’s nightmares.

Because of this, some people think I’m a bad or twisted person.

I’ve had people introduce me as the person who writes weird or strange stuff. I’ve been told I can’t come to certain community events as a vendor because the content of my books is too dark. I could go on and on about the prejudice against what I write and me because I write it.

Usually, overall, judgements don’t bother me. I really don’t care what people think of me. But, I’m human, so sometimes it annoys me or hurts.

Darkness is part of life, and you can’t have light without darkness. Everyone has darkness and light inside them. Most people deny the dark part of themselves because they believe it makes them bad. I embrace mine and use it in a creative manner for entertainment. Writing is my therapy.

I give my light to my family and I give my darkness to my creativity.

I’m balanced.

I’m happy.

And I’m okay with who I am no matter what other people think.

I hope you are too! But if you’re not, I hope this post makes you feel less alone when you stand against the judgement of others.

When and if you do find yourself at the receiving end of judgement, remember…people who judge you are assholes suffering from deep insecurities or fears. Don’t let them bring you down.

 

©Rebecca Besser, 2017. All rights reserved.

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What is Horror? by Rebecca Besser

What is Horror?

By Rebecca Besser

 

If you do some research on what horror is, you’ll discover horror is the revulsion one feels when something terrible happens. That it follows terror, which is the anxiety and anticipation of something bad about to happen.

“The difference between Terror and Horror is the difference between awful apprehension and sickening realization: between the smell of death and stumbling against a corpse.” – Devendra Varma in The Gothic Flame (1966).

There are many vehicles in which horror is found: film, literature, art, etc. All of which use a mixture of terror and horror elements.

When people hear the word horror, they generally think about creatures such as vampires, zombies, demons, and other monsters. They also think about blood, pain, misery, and torture – psychological horror. The common denominator in all horror is death.

Death is the most terrifying thing that anyone can face – either their own demise or of someone they care about. Often, even a stranger’s death, seen up close, can impact someone in ways they never dreamed possible; it forces them to face the fact that they will die someday and there is nothing they can do about it.

Death, and what leads to death, scares everyone in some way whether they realize it or not. That’s the base root of all horror. Terror is what we feel leading up to the death we know is coming and horror is what we face when we are toe to toe with death.

What form of death scares you the most? Chances are that’s the kind of horror you like to experience the most, because it gives you that thrill of terror and most satisfying horror moments as it all pans out.

©Rebecca Besser, 2015 & 2017. All rights reserved.

Horror Writing – Housing Demons

We all have darkness inside us. We all have demons spawned from scars on our souls. While most people run from the evidence of brokenness, damage, and pain, horror writers face it. We’ll sit and talk to our demons, daring our minds to push against that barrier inside – that once breached – would lead to our own personal insanity.

But, you have to keep in mind, to have darkness you also have to have light. There are no shadows to hide in if there is not first that light to cast them in their grotesque glory.

Follow my mind and thoughts for a moment… Light casts shadows using objects. The shadows sometimes show the shape of the innocent object, but other times, the shadows are twisted and warped to the point of not being recognizable. That’s where our demons – the ones inside we talk to – want to live. We have to make them a home so we can stay sane for a while longer.

A horror writer is the light, searching for just the right angle to produce the warped and twisted shadows to make you think and wonder. The objects can be anything from people we encounter on a day to day basis or just random thoughts or things we run across.

A horror writer’s job is to face the demons inside and look for the shadows they want to live in. We give them a life outside ourselves in stories – the shadows we create. We give them somewhere to live and breathe so they’ll leave us alone for a time.

That’s what we do…we create the horror and unleash the demons.

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©Rebecca Besser, 2013 & 2017. All rights reserved.

Labor Day Weekend Freebie – Re-Civilize: Elaine

The second book in my Zpoc Exception Series: Re-Civilize is free for a limited time!

This Labor Day weekend, you can download Re-Civilize: Elaine to your Kindle for free (Sept. 1st-4th, 2017)!

(Book one in the series, Re-Civilize: Chad, is available for $0.99 on Kindle.)

Zpoc Exception Series
Re-Civilize
Book 2 – Elaine

Elaine is an average teen girl. All she wants is to be noticed by the boy she likes and for her parents to relax enough to let her go on a date with him. She’s tired of her boring life where the most excitement she has is her parents fighting, which she hates.

When the zombie apocalypse wipes out the world as she knows it, she makes her way home, where she has always been overprotected and safe.

This time, home is not the fort of comfort she has always known. Instead it’s a den of danger where she’s bitten by her zombie mother.

Wounded and scared, she manages to hide. Her father comes to her rescue and attempts to get them to a safe zone he heard about on the radio. They run out of gas and end up having to find shelter. They end up in Chad’s house.

Chad tells them how he’s immune to the zombie virus, and that he believes Elaine is too, because she hasn’t turned into a zombie from her bite.

They make plans to travel together to the safe zone once Elaine is strong enough. When Chad goes to find them a new vehicle and supplies, he finds a small boy named Tad.

At the safe zone, Elaine has to deal with being separated from her father and Tad, while being forced to make a decision that will change who she has always been…and her relationship with Chad.

 

©Rebecca Besser, 2017. All rights reserved.

Book Signing – Harlem Days

PLANS HAVE CHANGED BECAUSE OF EXPECTED RAIN! I will be at this event SUNDAY with Author Courtney Rene! My free book to five Facebook friends will now be on SUNDAY until all five are fulfilled (while I’m there, obviously).

This weekend, on Aug. 19th Author Courtney Rene and I will be at Harlem Days selling/signing books!

Address of event:

3883 S. St. Rt. 605

Galena, OH 43021

(Located in Center Village)

 

As a bonus this year, since I would LOVE to meet some of my Facebook friends… I will be giving away free books!

The first five of my Facebook friends who show up at the Harlem Days event and stop at our table between 9AM-Noon will get a free signed book of their choice from the Rebecca Besser titles on hand for the event. So…come see us!

 

And, while you’re at Harlem Days you get to enjoy all this too!
Note: Admission and most activities are free!

 

Harlem Days – Day 1 (Aug. 19th) Schedule:

All Day:

– Gary Davis (Whittler)

– Ralph Arms (Native American reenactor)

– Mark Twain Wanderer

– Fire Department equipment display & kids hose spray

– Craft and food vendors, and local exhibitors

 

Times:

9:00 am – Flower show judging, Community Room

10:00-10:45 am – Opening Parade

10:00 am-12:00 pm – Del Co Sheriff Mounted Deputy

11:00 am-6:00 pm – Tractor Tug Pull, south of the firehouse

10:45-11:45 am – Senior social hour in the Big Tent

11:30 am-1:30 pm – Larry Wilson & God’s Country Band in the Big Tent

12:00-2:00 pm – Living Statue wandering park

12:00-5:00 pm – Flower Show open in Community Room

12:00-4:00 pm – Petting Zoo

12:00-4:00 pm – Pony Rides

1:00-5:00 pm – Mechanical Spider and Gyro rides, small bounce house

2:30-3:30 pm – Steve Ball in the Big Tent

4:00-4:30 pm – New Albany High School Band in the Big Tent

5:00 pm – Art and Collectibles Auction, Firehouse Bays

7:00 – 9:00 pm – Whiskey River Band in the Big Tent

9:15 pm – Fireworks

 

If you decide to come on Sunday (I won’t be there, but Author Courtney Rene will) you’ll get to enjoy…

 

Harlem Days – Day 2 (Aug. 20th) Schedule:

All Day:

– Ralph Arms (Native American reenactor)

– Doc Hollen, old time medicine man

– Steve Ball (Civil War music presentation)

– Gary Davis (Whittler)

– Ralph Arms

– Doc Hollen – medicine man

– Fire Department equipment display & kids hose spray

– Craft and food vendors, and local exhibitors

– Historic and Educational Displays

 

Times:

8:00 am-10:00 am – Pancake Breakfast

9:00 am-12:00 pm – Car Show Registration

10:00-11:00 am – Church Service in the Big Tent

11:30 am-1:30 pm – Fox Valley Harvest Band in the Big Tent

12:00-3:00 pm – Flower Show open in Community Room

12:00-3:00 pm – Car Show Judging

12:00-4:00 pm – McFarland’s Llamas

12:00-4:00 – Carousel and Climbing Wall

12:00-3:00 pm – Del Co Sheriff K-9 Lacey

12:30 pm – Kid’s Pedal Pull, registration

1:00 pm – Kid’s Pedal Pull

2:00-3:00 pm – Steve Ball in the in the Big Tent

3:00 pm – Car Show and other awards in the Big Tent

5:00 pm – See you next year!

 

We hope to see you this weekend at Harlem Days!

Nurse Blood – Free Ebook Promo

Nurse Blood by Rebecca Besser
Click on graphic to visit title on Amazon.

Sonya, better known as Nurse Blood, is part of a team of lethal organ harvesters who seek out the weak to seduce, kill, and part out for profit on the black market. When Sonya meets Daniel McCoy, a young man recovering from a broken engagement, he’s just another kill to line her pockets with quick cash.

Agent David McCoy vows to find out how and why his twin brother Daniel disappeared…

Daniel’s body hasn’t been found, and the leads are slim to none, but it won’t stop David from dedicating his life to solving his brother’s case. When the evidence finally uncovers the shocking truth that Daniel’s disappearance is linked to organ harvesters, David knows his brother is most likely dead. But he’s determined to stop the villains’ killing spree before they strike again.

One last harvest is all Sonya and her team need to put their murderous past behind them…

A family with the rarest blood type in the world is the only thing standing between Sonya and retirement. David McCoy and the FBI are hot on their trail, though, and multiple targets make this the most complicated harvest yet. Will David unravel Sonya’s wicked plans in time to avenge his brother and save an innocent family? Or will Sonya cash in her final kill and escape for good?

Murder for profit stops for no man when you’re Nurse Blood.

©Rebecca Besser, 2017. All rights reserved.

Nurse Blood – Bonus Content

Bonus Material – Nurse Blood by Rebecca Besser

Nurse Blood by Rebecca Besser
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MILES’ INTERROGATION

By Rebecca Besser

Agent Croce watched the man she and Agent McCoy had arrested at the hospital through the one way mirror. He looked pathetic. He’d started crying when they’d clamped the cuffs on him. For his one call, he’d dialed an unlabeled number in his cell phone. From his constantly deteriorating mental state, she assumed he couldn’t get a hold of whomever he’d been trying to contact. They’d run the number and discovered it was an untraceable burner; Agent Limmon was trying to track down the towers the number had used while in the area. They suspected it was someone he’d been working with, probably the nurse.

 
“I think it might have been her phone,” Limmon said, entering the small room and looking in on the prisoner as well. “He had direct contact with her – we know that for a fact. The pings I found put her in the area of the Housen abduction and the surrounding areas. It doesn’t tell me exact locations, but I know she was close enough to have a good probability of being who we believe her to be.”

 

Croce nodded. “Thank you.”

 
Limmon watched the diminished man chained to a table in the connecting room. “He would have made an easy target. He might be a patsy.”

 
“That’s what I was thinking,” Croce said. “I think the woman used him and left him to take the fall. You coming in with me?”

 
Limmon nodded. “Sure. I would love to hear what this bastard has to say for himself firsthand. Who knows, maybe he’ll give us another clue.”

 
Croce opened the door to enter the interrogation room and stepped through to approach their prisoner.

 
Limmon followed her and closed the door behind himself.

 
Croce sat down across from the man they were preparing to interrogate and opened the file she’d been holding.

 
Limmon stood back a little from the table and slightly to the side to observe.

 
“Miles Gardner,” she said, “we know you’ve been involved with an organ harvesting team. We know you’ve been in contact with a blonde woman, and that she’s your main contact with this group of people. So, let’s make life easy for all of us…especially you. Tell us what you know about these people and we might be able to reduce your prison sentence.”

 
Limmon watched the man as she spoke – he seemed to slump down more and more with each word. The man seemed to know he was defeated, that there was no hope. He almost felt sorry for the man…almost.

 
When Miles didn’t respond, Croce spoke again.

 
“Let’s start out simply,” she said. “What’s the woman’s name?”

 
“Sonya,” Miles muttered.

 
“I’m sorry,” Croce said. “What did you say?”

 
For the first time Miles lifted his head and looked the agent in the eyes – his were filled with tears.

 
“Her name is Sonya,” he said in a shaky voice. “She said she loved me…” He broke down and started sobbing openly as he cried.

 
Knowing that the interview was being video and audio recorded, Croce didn’t pause to write it down.

 
“Is Sonya her real name?” she asked.

 
“I don’t know…” he gasped out.

 
“Do you know her last name?” Croce asked. Of course she knew the woman’s name from the files they’d collected at the hospital, but she wanted confirmation.

 
“Garret,” he said, nodding.

 
“Do you know where she lives?”

 
Miles nodded and leaned forward to wipe tears off his face with his tethered hands.

 
Croce slid a pen and piece of paper across the table to him.

 
“Please write it down for me.”

 
He complied, sniffling.

 
Croce handed the paper to Limmon when Miles slid it and the pen back across the table.

 
Limmon read it and nodded to Croce; it was the address they had for Sonya from the hospital’s employee files. He turned, opened the door to the adjoining room, stepped through, closed the door, and pulled out his cell phone. He called Agent McCoy to let him know that the name and address they had for the woman was the right information.

 

After ending the call, he reentered the interrogation room.

 
“…I don’t know if any of the names I know are their real names,” Miles squeezed out between sobs. “I don’t know their addresses or anything else. The only places I saw Sonya was at work, at her house, and the building.”

 
“You know where the building they were using is?” Limmon blurted out, unable to stop himself.

 
“Yes,” Miles said with wide eyes, surprised by the sudden outburst from the usually silent man.

 
Croce slid the paper and pen back across the table to Miles. While he was writing, Croce looked up at Limmon, smiled, and winked.

 
He grinned down at her.

 
They were finally getting somewhere in the investigation that had been stale for too long. They finally felt like they had a chance at catching the perps who always seemed just out of their reach.

 

©Rebecca Besser, 2016. All rights reserved.