Matthew Donnellon

Joined November 2017

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Two Circles
I have a calendar. On this calendar, drawn in red ink, somewhere in the middle of July, there is a circle. You are this circle. It was the day your dad walked into my house, cigars in hand, telling my parents it’s a boy. It’s a boy.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Fiction
Death Wept
It was drizzling out. The wet pavement reflected the lights of the building ahead as though he was walking on across broken a mirror.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Fiction
The King of Christmas
Old Nick was sitting at his desk looking over a section of the list his secretary had handed him. The rumor was he checked it twice. In reality he checked it far more often, and he had the final call. The price of being the boss.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Fiction
Deer Season
The sun rose and began its languid trip around the sky. Its light stretched among the woods, finding hidden spaces, covering others in new shadows. Dawn’s warm yellow light didn’t capture the way the frigid air stopped your breath, or how on really early mornings if you didn’t keep the air in your mouth for a little while it would sting your lungs. On November mornings, the world was still quiet.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Fiction
The Mystery Writer
Despite the cold night I slept with the window open. It was too tempting to fall asleep to the sound of the water. Though now that I’d shrugged off the two quilts that decision didn’t seem so smart and now I was forced to close it.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Fiction
The Surfer
She moved through the water in a way few could. She’d always been a natural. Some said she was born on a surfboard. She was surrounded by blue water and seafoam, not another person in sight.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Horror
The Girl by the Lake
I was running the first time I saw her. I decided to take a different route and there she was, staring out at the water almost in a trance. I doubt she would have noticed me but I waved an said “Hi” so as not to spook her. It was still early in the morning. The mist was hovering over the lake and she almost looked like a phantom in the early morning light.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Horror
Underneath. Top Story - October 2021.
It was still dark when I got to the beach. The moon was out, and it illuminated the fog. It glided over the water, and I could taste the salt on my lips.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Horror
31 Nights of Halloween: Ranked
I love Halloween. Like a little too much. So much so that I became a horror writer. Each year the run up to Halloween is my favorite time of the year. I think because it was the first thing to look forward to after school started. Like school sucked, but at least you could come home and distract yourself with horror movies.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Horror
The Old Country Road
It started that night like most other nights. We were out a little too late on a country road. There were four of us squeezed into the little car.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Fiction
The Bull
The sun was out and the day was hot. The bull stood in the grass like he did most days. It rained that morning and now the air was thick with steam and humidity as the mud filled field dried.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Fiction
The Girl with the Flowers
Go out camping, they said. It will be fun, they said. I will be honest with you, they were wrong. It had been a little over a year since it happened. In an attempt to rouse me from my grief filled stupor, some of my friends suggested I go out camping like I used to. Just something to get me out of the house.
By Matthew Donnellon4 years ago in Fiction