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Wednesday, February 11, 2015


Chasity Conley is my Woman In horror today! As you can see from all the links above, she is a busy lady. Chasity has a recently published poetry book that was the #1 ranked book of Women's Poetry on Amazon when it first came out, and it stayed there for a while. It's still doing well in sales. Also, she has a number of published children's books. Once again, they were top 100 ranked on Amazon.

Now I come to Chasity Conley the horror author. She has nothing published on Amazon yet in the way of horror, but that will change. I convinced her to write some horror shorts for Friday Frights  
and she stepped up to the plate and hit some home runs. If fact, we're holding a $25 contest at Friday Frights for the top horror tale of the month and she and Robert A. Read both copped the prize for January. Last month's prompt was psychological horror, not the easiest tale to write a short story about. She wrote some great stories.

Here are some of the examples of her work with links to the entire story and the beginning posted here:

Kimberly looked down in disgust at the blood splatter covering her clothes. She dropped the rusted axe from her hands and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

 With the tip of her boots, she gave a swift kick to the dismembered body parts laying at her feet. 

Kimberly said angrily, "You just had to make me kill you, didn't ya?! Damn you and your smartass mouth! I hope you're happy now, you abusive bastard! This is what happens to evil men like you!!" 

  She was furious at Joseph for pushing over the edge. This was all his fault! He had bullied and controlled her from the moment they met. She had tried many times to leave him. He always found her somehow and guilted her into coming back. She finally stopped leaving and just gave up hope of ever getting free of his cruel grasp. 

    Nova pulled up the collar on her coat and stepped closer to the edge of the road. She knew hitching a ride on Christmas Day would be tough, but she had been assured the particular car she was watching for would indeed stop.

  Her duffle bag was weighing down her slender shoulder so she dropped it on the snow covered roadside. She wasn't too concerned about the contents getting wet. Everything in there was well protected.

 Darkness was beginning to fall as the evening set in. The brisk, cold breeze chilled her bones. She stuck up her thumb and stood closer to the glare of the headlights coming down the road towards her.

  Inside the car, Lee and Ray were warm and cozy. The brothers were heading back to their apartment after gorging themselves on their mom's Christmas dinner.

   Lee noticed the young woman on the side of the road first. The first thing he saw were the heels of her stiletto boots, then the long ponytail of sandy blonde hair waving in the wind.

  "Holy shit, Ray! Look at that!" Lee said as the approached her. 

  "Damnnnn! And she's hitchhiking!  What's the odds of us having this kind of luck?!" Ray said with a laugh.  

  Steven saw her walking across the library courtyard, coming right towards him. He was surely losing his mind. It couldn't be her. It wasn't possible! Yet, there she was. Alive and breathing, looking as beautiful as the last time he saw her two years ago. He instantly thought back to the first time he ever laid eyes upon her...
 Steven did a double-take the first time he saw her. She was a knockout. Long, dark hair swaying in the late night summer breeze. He was glad he'd attended this frat party at the last minute. He wasn't exactly a 'people person', but he was trying to come out of his shell since he just had transferred to this school and was still the new guy.

 She smiled at him and her blue eyes seemed to shine. He was too nervous to approach her, but got even more nervous when she walked across the yard towards him. 

 Kristina stumbled to her bed after a long day at work. As soon as she laid down, she heard something purring in the darkness. 

 "Come on, fat guy" she mumbled as she felt her cat, Smokey, pounce onto the blankets. 

  After snuggling up to his warm body, Kristina closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. 

   A loud banging sound in her kitchen woke her up well after midnight. She shot up out of her bed and searched for the Colt 48 she always kept in her nightstand. Fumbling around in the drawer was making too much noise, so she grabbed the baseball bat she had stashed away in the corner. 

  One could never be too careful living alone. She knew as a young, single woman, she could possibly be a target for intruders. 

  She quietly made her way to the kitchen, with only the moonlight shining through the windows as her light. 

  She instantly regretted moving all the way out here in the boondocks. Not only was she a long way from the nearest police station, there weren't any neighbors for miles. 

  The woods and privacy, not to mention the low risk of encountering other humans who would undoubtedly expect small talk, convinced her to buy the small cabin last summer. 

  "Should've touched up on my peopling skills and got a house in the city," she thought to herself. 

  As she rounded the corner that lead into the dark kitchen, she raised the bat above her head, ready to bash someone to death if she had to. 

 She flipped on the light, certain she would find a masked intruder, only to find Smokey on the counter kicking everything out of his way so he could get to a few scraps left on a plate. 

 "Smokey! You fatty! Don't tell me you are in here searching for food again?! Are you too good to eat the food in your bowl?" 

  She put the bat down next to the refrigerator and went to get him. 

 She smiled as she picked him up and cuddled him against her. She rubbed his head as she walked back to her room. 

 "Now get in bed, chubby!" she said with a smile as she gently plopped him on her bed. 

  Kristina suddenly remembered she had went to bed before washing the makeup from her face. She went down the hallway to the bathroom and flipped on the light. 

  After getting the water warm enough, she leaned down to splash her face. 

 When she stood up to reach for the face towel, she glanced in the mirror and looked right into the eyes of a person standing behind her. 

 The instant she began to scream, the figure lifted the baseball bat she had left in the kitchen only minutes earlier. 

 "Scream all you want, Kristina. No one will hear you." 

   Kristina began to turn around, intent on getting out of the bathroom and to her loaded gun in the nightstand drawer. 

  " The gun is gone. I took care of that. There is no escaping this. I will make you pay for what you did", a feminine voice said. 

 Kristina had no clue who this lady was or what she was talking about. She'd never seen this woman before in her life. 

 "You have me confused with someone else," Kristina said in a shaky voice, water still dripping from her damp face. 

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I think you get an idea from the snippets I supplied you that Chasity can write great horror. Hit the links and read all the great stories she has in full. There are a lot more as well.

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I would be a villainous galoot if I didn't tell you a bit about Chasity's great poetry book which she is so very proud of: The Shy Poet Emerges.

Book Description

January 17, 2015
In The Shy Poet Emerges, Chasity Conley explores poetry in everyday life. With her ability to find light and hope in all aspects of life, this book combines stunning photography, and vibrant verse.

5.0 out of 5 stars The Shy Poet Emerges and touches your soul. January 19, 2015
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To have an author give voice to every emotion your soul has been through is truly amazing. The way Chasity weaves her words to match every nuance felt is a testament to her talent. Not only a great piece of verbal artwork to enjoy and ponder again and again, her poems leave a mark on you that will stay with you always, as her truth and strength guide her, and you, on the journey through life we all face.

5.0 out of 5 stars So very relatable January 20, 2015
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This is a beautifully written poetry book, filled with such wonderful poems, one after the other drew me into her world and made me think of love, family and at time the pain in life. I hope to see much more from this author.

5.0 out of 5 stars Love these poems! January 18, 2015
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Chasity has a clear and simple style that expresses a range of emotions. I saw my own feelings reflected in many of them. Will definitely be reading these again and again

5.0 out of 5 stars A definite buy for lovers of poetry January 21, 2015
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This writer bares her very soul in her writings. She makes you feel what she feels.....amazing.

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There are 12 Amazon reviews for this great book and all of them are Five Star. Yes, Chasity reaches deep into her soul when she writes, and she pulls out gems. Some of these poems are dark: in the way that real life is not always good. Chasity tells about these things and more.

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Chasity Conley is a lady of many talents. Writing tales of horror is just one of them. Peruse her writing and see what I mean.

Chasity Conley is a Woman In Horror! 

Blaze McRob

Chasity Conley was born in Morgan County, Ky. She began writing at a very young age. She enjoys reading, writing and drawing. 


The Shy Poet Emerges by Chasity Conley and Becca Boucher (Jan 17, 2015)


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Ericka The Puppy Safety Journal by Chasity Conley and L. Hollar (Dec 7, 2014)


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Ericka The Puppy Learns About Safety Rules by Chasity Conley and Jeffrey Hollar (Mar 7, 2014)


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Father's Day by Chasity Conley, Lisa Hollar, Thomas Arensberg and Sarah Sprague (Jun 12, 2014)


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Ericka The Puppy Deals With Bullying by Chasity Conley, Sarah Sprague and L. Hollar (Sep 16, 2014)


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Mother's Day by Lisa McCourt Hollar, Lisamarie Lamb, Blaze McRob and Chasity Conley (May 8, 2014)


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  1. What a well-deserving title for this wonderfully talented author of many genres! She switches among them with enviable ease, but I do have to say, when it comes to her poetry, she's a wordsmith master who allows the reader to physically feel every word of it.

    Congratulations Chasity!

    1. You are so right, angrivatedmom! Chasity rocks!