Hello, and welcome to another blogfest for the week! I just can't help myself; I love Halloween!
This one is presented by Scifi Media.
Let's set the scene.
Spring, 1984.
Evening has fallen. The sky is dark, lit by stars.
My mother and a six-year old me walk out of the theater my mom manages. Her shift is done; time to head home and grab some dinner, go to bed.
As we're driving, leaving the capital city to head out to my grandmother's farm about twenty minutes away, headlights sweep over us, falling in behind our brown Dodge station wagon. Just another person heading home, tired, hungry, ready to retire for the evening.
Right?
Couldn't be more wrong.
The car follows us out of the city, into the boonies, endless landscape in the darkness. No one else around.
The headlights grow larger and larger in the rear view until they disappear from view, seconds before our car is bumped. The other car, also a station wagon, though a different brand, does not stop, but pulls up beside us, tries to hit us again.
My mother recognizes the driver. She knew him as a teenager; he's the younger brother of her childhood friend. A boy they picked on, in that big sister kind of way. Now a man, and one who has something that has short circuited in his brain. A man with murder on his mind.
His eyes are crazed, expression angry, desperate, hungry. A bushy beard covers his chin and cheeks, a thin mustache on his top lip. His hair is closely cropped, light.
My mother steps on the gas, afraid, running not just for her life, but for mine.
She pulls ahead, manages to leave him behind as he briefly loses control. She knows these roads; he doesn't.
The chase lasts for what feels like an hour, but is realistically probably just minutes. We round a curve, another, and we are out of sight of his headlights. My mother shoots up a long gravel drive, leading to a farmhouse in the tree-covered distance. She drives between some trees, shuts off our lights.
Waits.
Breathing so hard.
Heart pounding.
Headlights pass in a frenzy, gravel spraying from the road. The car keeps going.
Safe.
But another woman is not so safe. That night, a young woman dies, brutalized, strangled. Another young woman escapes with her life after being struck by a station wagon. The frightening man within it asks her to come out, check out the damage. She refuses, says they can drive to a nearby gas station and check in a public place. He flees, finds that other young woman who is not so lucky.
He's caught, ultimately goes to prison to serve two life sentences, convicted in two murders. He admits to another in 2007. One long unsolved.
How was he caught? After killing his last victim and dumping her body in a nearby river, he slid off the road into a ditch and had to be pulled out by a tow truck driver. Multiple reports talk about a man in a station wagon menacing them, hanging around places women disappeared or were threatened. The ditch he slid into? Near the area where the last victim's car was found. He took the sentences willingly, waived his right to a jury trial.
So that's my story. It's not a ghost story, no.
But it could have been.
**This is a true story, but I have avoided names, locations and exact dates. This man will come up for parole for the first time in 2024. I have no interest in being found because I let slip a connection online.
Now that I've shared my scary story with you, here are some links! (There's just really no good transitions here...how about...Speaking of pure terror, here are some scarily good links! No? Well, I tried.)
Blog Fests/Hops/Workshops:
Operation Agent Ink, run by Ink in the Book, is a workshop from November to February. It's intended to get you ready for submitting to an agent and help you know what agents want what.
Want to meet other nosy writers and share a little about your WIP? Debbie at Writing While the Rice Boils has a fun, simple set of questions to help you share with others. Closes November 2.
Tara Tyler and her friend Vikki are hosting the I'm Thankful for my Readers Blog Hop in November. Say thanks to your readers and be entered to win prizes!
Giveaways:
Becky at Lazy Low-Cal Lifestyle is giving away wheat germ. All you have to do is write a quick poem about wheat germ.
Publishing News & Accepting Submissions:
White Cat Publications is starting a new mystery themed magazine, to premiere in June. They will also be open for submissions for their other publications soon.
Mitzi Szereto is seeking short story submissions for an anthology entitled The Darker Edge of Desire.
Other:
Did you know there is a branch of NaNoWriMo for younger writers? There is! Want your kids or students to get to experience a little bit of NaNo? Check out how it works.
Have a Happy Halloween and STAY SAFE, everyone! My thoughts out to those on the east coast, who have a long road to recovery ahead of them.
Are you trick-or-treating? Going to a party? Have a scary story to share? Or maybe just want to share your favorite scary book or movie?
May you find your Muse.
26 comments:
scary story. More so because it's true.
i always enjoy your writing happy halloween
My mother had a similar experience in Georgia, when she was coming home from a late shift. She's also had someone rush over when she stopped at a traffic light and try the door.
My mom's a good driver, and managed to get away as well. Women have to be cautious, we are vulnerable if we aren't alert. This is a sad and scary story, Shannon.
The scariest monster is mankind it seems.
Oh wow. This might be the scariest story on the blogfest. So glad you were safe!
Your story kept me hoping it was a made-up tale. I don't seek, nor do I enjoy scary stories; life is brutal enough.
That's a really scary story, and even moreso because it's true! I'm glad you escaped.
That's actually a pretty scary story. In my opinion some true crime stories are scarier than the paranormal.
Wow! You win. That is terrifying.
Wow disturbing... True stories always seem scarier
Dude!
Truly frightening!
WOW, that was scary!, and sad that it is true. I've heard similar stories before, but they are all equally devastating
Scary! I thought it was fiction until I got to the end. Horrible that this stuff actually happens...
Marcy, yeah, imagine my surprise when mom told me about it. I had vague memories of the drive, but I think I was asleep for the first part of it.
Becca, thank you! Happy Halloween!
D.G., oh my goodness, how scary! Glad everything turned out okay for your mom.
Budd, I tend to agree.
Shallee, woo-hoo! I'm looking forward to getting around to everyone else.
Rosaria, sadly, you're right. I think I find escapism in the pretend frights, though.
Carrie-Anne, me, too! I've thought about what would have happened had he discovered a 6-year old in the car. Probably not a good place to go.
MsMariah, true. In fact, when hubby's out of town, I can read horror, watch horror, but I can't read or watch true crime or well done mysteries/thrillers of a certain type. THOSE scare me.
Alex, it's scary in retrospect, but of course I had no idea what was happening then.
Steampunk Princess, I think that's because it means it really could happen to you, you know?
Andrew, you made me laugh right out loud!
Yolanda, definitely!
Heather, I'm rather sad that you've heard similar before. Then again, it means each of those people were survivors, right? So maybe I'm not.
Rachel, and it happens a lot more than people know, as far as I found in Criminal Psychology studies. It's really scary to hear how many serial killers are operating at one time. We certainly don't hear it in the news...
Unbelievable! I could visualize it like a movie as you told it. I'm sure I'd be still having nightmares. Interesting that you and your mom both managed theaters!
Thanks so much for the link, too!
~Debbie
That's creepier than a ghost story. Yikes!
That was a scary story. I'm glad you survived; your mother was a quick thinker.
.......dhole
Shannon, that was seriously scary. I'm so glad your mother outsmarted him.
Ooooo... the power of words! I loved it, Shannon!!!!
You won a book at the Scare Me! Blogfest. Email me with an email to send it to.
Wow. This was definitely terrifying!! SO scary. Congrats on winning!
I'm a new follower btw, I found you through the blogfest. :) Nice to meet you!
Thanks for sharing such a personal item. Great post.
wow what a harrowing story! definitely scarier than the supernatural. congrats on the prize, well deserved.
Now that is scary. I can't imagine how terrified your mother must have been.
Debbie, we did, and I even met my hubby while working at the theater! (It was Tiffany Square, if you remember that theater)
Mary, yeah, it freaked me out to hear about it, haha. Just the what-if's.
Donna, she's always been a quick thinker! Definitely grateful for that.
Linda, me, too! We could have been just another news story.
Morgan, thanks!
Budd, thank you again!
Tamara, it's wonderful to meet you!
Economic Disconnect, thank you!
Mirco, thank you for saying so!
Ellie, I imagine it was terror in multiple levels, too, considering she found out what he'd done after the fact. It's disturbing to think about.
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