
DJ Robbins
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I write horror, fantasy, and more.
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The Mansion at 1313 Dead End Lane
Santa Claus climbed into his sleigh and gave a yell. Rudolph's nose cut through the snowy fog and the zombies below moaned as the werewolf howled. The manor on 1313 Dead End Lane crawled with the undead, zombies and ghosts and vampires. Santa Claus dreaded it, but Edmund was a kind and lonely soul, trapped by the undead ghouls inhabiting the mansion.
By DJ Robbins2 years ago in Fiction
How to Write a Killer Slasher Film
Hello friends. DJ Robbins here and I want to give you a tip for writing a slasher flick. Scream was a film that made audiences think about the slasher film in a certain way. That’s the way to think about them if you want to continue looking at them as some silly game that is a paint by numbers approach with the wrong things colored in.
By DJ Robbins2 years ago in Horror
Drag Queen From Hell
His name was Louis. He was quite a sight to see I suppose, standing six foot three and wearing red, stiletto, high heels. His painted red lips sloped downwards in a frown. A white mask hid his brown skin. Pink, elbow length gloves cover up his brown hands. His lean, muscular chest was exposed in a lime, green cocktail dress. His sinewy biceps flexed superfluously as he clutched his solid ax in his hands. His powerful, runner’s legs rippled with muscle as he stomped through the snow-covered streets.
By DJ Robbins2 years ago in Fiction
The Fifth Nutcracker
The snow fell as though God had shaken his Earthly snow globe. Seven-year-old Liza Stephens stared silently out the window. The train rattled as it passed over a bridge. Seated next to her was Liza’s grandfather Al. Grandpa Al stroked his white beard as he thought about what the answer to his crossword puzzle would be. A book of crossword puzzles sat in Grandpa Al’s, and he clenched a baby pencil between his white teeth.
By DJ Robbins2 years ago in Fiction
The Ghost of Angry Jack
Grandma Baker and I stood out in the pouring rain, milling over our choice for a potential Jack O’ lantern carefully. I picked up various pumpkins, feeling them for heft and softness. Once I found the perfect one, I showed it to Grandma Baker and carried it to the checkout stand, already set up near the entrance to the pumpkin patch! Mr. Gravy wore blue jeans and an oversized Kent State Hooded sweatshirt.
By DJ Robbins2 years ago in Fiction
Autumn House. Top Story - September 2023.
Orange leaves gently swayed in a light breeze as twelve-year-old Chris Weaver walked down the dirt road. He kicked up dust as he mosied. The house at the end of the dirt road was red. It had a quaint porch, being swept by Granny Bloche. She wore simple attire: blue jeans and an ankle-length skirt. The orange sun was starting to set as Chris stepped onto the porch. ‘’Where am I?’’ Chris asked.
By DJ Robbins2 years ago in Fiction
The Good, The Bad and The ugly of the David Gordon Green Halloween trilogy
Ends talk The original Halloween film is considered a masterpiece. It is literally this author's favorite film/ horror film of all time. The music and cinematography were superb, and Michael's aesthetic and presence was absolutely terrifying and that breathing sound he made was straight up terrifying.
By DJ Robbins2 years ago in Geeks
Hey, Actors
People have fallen out of love with Hollywood and call it woke. You cannot blame the general movie going populous for believing this when many in the movie business are notorious Democrats. That is not a big deal on the surface. When SNL has become a big liberal stroke job, no alternative message in most Hollywood movies and television jobs except a liberal one.
By DJ Robbins3 years ago in Humans

