© T.L. Wood, 2024. First published in LEARNING TO LET GO, Wild Wood Books, 2024 This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is
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Trauma Box
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story is copyright. Except for the purpose of fair review, no part
In Blood
New story? New story! It’s been a while. Content warning: includes language that talks about sex and revenge / violence and teen pregnancy. You are ten years old when the first one slithers down your leg while you’re taking a shower before bed. You don’t know what it is at first. You watch it curiously, eyes
Marian
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story is copyright. Except for the purpose of fair review, no part
“Little Teeth” (short story, body horror)
First published in Twisted Anatomy, Sci-Fi & Scary, 2021 https://www.amazon.com.au/Twisted-Anatomy-Body-Horror-Anthology-ebook/dp/B08TGCND39 Republished in Reflections, Wild Wood Books, 2022 eBook free to download at: BookFunnel: BookHip.com/HCZWBQWSmashwords: bit.ly/TWreflections Content warnings: depicts body horror, dental trauma and self-harm, profane language Her tongue finds it first, by accident, as she runs it, absentminded, across her gums. It feels massive, a gigantic protrusion. An
Love Song for the Dead
(First published The Dead Inside, 2022) I put your letters in the closet with my old school shoes, eleven years and seven moons ago. I vowed to keep them hidden, pushed as far back as they could go, boxed up with the memories they held. But memory finds me waiting, poised to act in haste
Sir Julius Vogel Awards—finalist!
I was delighted to receive an email this afternoon to let me know that I am a Sir Julius Vogel Award finalist for the 4th year running! This year I have been successful in two categories: Best Collected Work: Reflections Best Fan Writing: “No Horror Without the Body: How Body Horror Helped Me Embrace Being
Short Story: “Long Drop”
To celebrate SEEDS receiving its (amazing!) third award nomination of the year, this time from the Ladies of Horror Fiction for Best Collection, I have decided to make one of the most talked about and much-loved stories in the collection free-to-read for a limited time. Edit: this story was also selected at the very end
No Horror Without the Body: How Body Horror Helped Me Embrace Being Nonbinary
An essay about horror and identity written for Pride in Horror, June 2022 The doctor calls my name in the waiting room and I take just a little too long to respond. The name she calls out is not the one I use anymore in my daily life, but is still my official title, the
Featherston Booktown
I am delighted to announce that was recently asked to write a scary story for the CAMPFIRE TALES segment of Featherston Booktown, an annual book-focused festival taking place this year from 8th to 12th June. My creepy, urban-legend inspired tale, “The Bobbin Man” will be performed on two evenings and included as part of the