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Bridge to Nowhere by Dan Antion : Review.

Dan Antion – Bridge to Nowhere: A Rascal Todd Mystery.

About the book

Pittsburgh reporter Rachael Todd has a hard deadline — and it’s personal. Her friend is a murder suspect. He knew the victim. He had a strong motive and a weak alibi. Rachael’s certain he is being framed, and she’ll have to live up to her nickname “Rascal” to clear him. Rascal sees a connection to an earlier crime. The clock is ticking as she digs through multiple layers of legal and bureaucratic misdeeds, crimes, and evidence that the police ignored.

Is a crime solved when the criminals are identified, or only after they are brought to justice? This is a mystery born from that question. The story includes many twists and turns, even after the crime is solved. It features characters, including the bad guys, that grow in ways that might surprise you, and well-researched circumstances that will take you from delight to frustration while moving you close to the edge of your seat—sound interesting? If it does, this book is for you.

Read the reviews and buy the book: Amazon US – And: Amazon UK

About Dan Antion

Dan Antion was born outside of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. He grew up and attended college in the area around western Pennsylvania. Dan has written and published the popular No Facilities blog since 2011. A lifelong interest in writing became a reality after he retired from a successful 42-year-long career in information management.

When he’s not writing or blogging Dan might be found working around the house or in his woodshop or exploring historic sites. Dan lives in Connecticut with his wife, a few pets and all the wildlife they can feed.

Also by Dan Antion

Knuckleheads, published in June 2022, is the first book in the Dreamer’s Alliance Series. This story introduces the main characters in this series, in which the next two books followed in late summer and early winter 2022 and then the final book in the Dreamers Alience : Secrets Held Against Evil in which we first meet Rachael /Rascal Todd Dan’s new and female protagonist! Who we get to know better in the latest book: Bridge To Nowhere.

Knuckleheads — The Evil You Choose — When Evil Chooses You — Secrets held Against Evil

What Dan has to say about the book. “Bridge to Nowhere continues the tradition of character driven stories with strong female characters and well-researched scenarios and the return of a favorite character.”

Read the reviews and buy the books: Amazon US – And: Amazon CA –And:Amazon UK – More reviews: Goodreads – Blog: Dan Antion – Facebook: D. Antion – Twitter: @DAntion – Instagram: Dan Antion – Bookbub: Dan Antion – LinkedIn: Dan Antion – Youtube: Dan Antion.

My Review

Having read and really enjoyed the first three books in the series I was really looking forward to reading Dan’s new book: BRIDGE TO NOWHERE, would I miss my old favourite characters? would I get used to this new female protagonist ?Rachael or Rascal Todd. Would I like this new regime.

The answer is a resounding yes! I was hooked by the end of the first chapter. Everyone in this book has a highly defined character and I soon got to know and like them … even Rascal’s cat, Bonkers, has a great personality! I even found myself begrudgingly liking some of the Baddies. This is where Dan excells as a writer he gives his characters souls and you can either like them or not. I liked them.

Now I am not going to say too much about the plot apart from it is a cracker and and exciting ride. Rascal is busy with her new boss, job, boyfriend and doing an interesting series at work. She soon gets sidetracked into a web of deciet that endangers her and her and those close to her. Luckily she has a savy boss and boyfriend and plenty of good contacts.

We meet Rascals parents her Dad used to work with her new boss. The men in her life all have their opinions on how she should handle things …but our girl Rascal has a mind and a will of her own, she may listen but she’ll make her own decisions.

So hang on to your hats you’re in for an explosive ride and I believe you will love it, I certainly did. This book is a stand alone story so you can easily enjoy it if you have not read the others. That said they are so good I highly recommended you read them too.

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Tanka Tuesday .

Welcome to the 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry challenge for #TankaTuesday!

This week for #TankaTuesday we’re entering the season of: The Time of Planting Grains as we follow the 24 Seasons of Japan. The dates are based off of the lunisolar calendar, often called an agricultural calendar. The traditional Chinese and Japanese lunisolar calendar divides a year into 24 solar terms.

This is the second week of SEASON. Every two weeks, we will move into another season in the 24 Japanese Seasons HERE.

This week’s prompt for Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge Below are three kigo phrases for the Northern and Southern Hemispheres. Use one kigo phrase in each of your three poems in whatever order you’d like. If three poems are too much, write one longer version poem. Extra credit for using more than one kigo word phrase.

🌱 Northern Hemisphere:

#1: “green leaf shade”
#2: “rainy season”
#3: “first firefly”

❄️ Southern Hemisphere:

#3: “winter seclusion”

#1: “warmth around the hearth”

#2: “clear and cold”

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Where I live the town council has decided to cut costs, cutting back on everything from refuge disposal to fixing potholes in the roads. They are putting in parking restrictions that make taking a car into town pointless and very expensive! This in a way is killing the town and it’s businesses. The latest idea they have had is not only inconvenient it is downright dangerous.
They have decided not to cut the grass in any of the parks, greens or playgrounds. Not to cut any of the dog walking areas and town owned meadows. Not even the green strips along side houses and roads. The newer houses are still getting their green areas cut as they pay a fee to private maintenance firm to do so. Sadly those of us who live in the older houses do not get this. Although we pay our rates and taxes! The common land which the town council are supposed to take care of is not being maintained or cut…. apparently this is “to help nature, bugs, birds and wildlife” ….well it’s all knee high now, in fact it’s up to my waist! Well it’s also very good for insects.
Even worse it’s full of ticks. So parents and pet owners are having to check their children and animals daily for ticks! It’s all over social media parents complaining about finding multiples of ticks on their children. Extra work for the doctors and vets in the area. It’s a worry because the tick often carries Lyme disease…. Rant over.
I have used Colleen’s phrases and added ticks, rain falling, long grass, hidden danger as Kigo words . I have written two Haiku and one Tanka.

Watch out in long grass
Danger lurks in green leaf shade
Ignored by council

There’s no first fireflies
Sadly they don’t visit us
But we do have ticks

The grass grows so tall
Will this rainy season end
Don’t play on the green
Parents, dog owners beware
They carry poison so check.

Guy and Dan

The house is quiet and light from the computer flickers on Guys face. He is busy talking to his friends. Talking about how the football team is doing, what is happening at school. How parents are so inconsiderate and never let you do what you want to. Finally getting round to who is meeting who this Saturday night!

Guy is really excited he will be meeting his new friend Dan. He has been talking to him for weeks. He has got to know Dan really well, where Dan lives, how old he is,which school he goes to what he looks like. He thinks he knows him really well.

Yes they are going to meet at MacDonald’s then after they have had something to eat and drink he is taking Dan back to meet his friends. They will not be coming back here to Guy’s house that is not convenient but his friend Charlie has a sound proof basement with a separate entrance from the house …very private. That is when the party starts, when the fun begins.

Oh! yes Saturday is going to be a good night, well deserved after all these weeks of chatting and coaxing information out of Dan. ……. suddenly the door opens and Guy clicks the screen saver up! “Dad” shouts Jimmy from the door, “Mum says dinner is ready.” Closing down the computer Guy gets up and scooping a happy squealing Jimmy up into his arms he say “right son lets go eat.

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The story above is to highlight “Internet Grooming ” Young children, boys and girls groomed by adults pretending to be their age and their friends. Lure them in to sex situations that they cannot handle. Some even are murdered ….. it is a dangerous form of abuse and needs to be highlight and somehow , stopped. The photo is just one off of the internet and the person in has nothing to do with grooming. Thank you again for reading the short story is in aid of Child Abuse Awareness Month.

Ovi Poetry Challenge 16: TRAP is your inspiration.

Caught up in a webb of lies
Turning a deaf ear to the cries
In a trap surrounded by flies
The deadly bounce along the webb.

Sucked into this trap eyes open
Lured by promises unspoken
All bets off and contracts broken
Oh! Resistance is just futile.

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Ovi Challenge.

K.L.Caley’s #WRITEPHOTO – Gargoyle.

Here we are again it’s time for K.L.Caley’s#writephoto Gargoyle. I hope no one minds that I have added an extra photo to the story. This week finds Morgarna at her whits end and Merlin and Gail in danger

As Gail walked along the left side of the path she noted the dates and names on the grave stones, anything from the 14th century she thought to herself. Then she saw a few people ….no not people ghosts milling around. After a while they noticed her and a young woman carrying a baby came across to speak with her.
“Hello miss you’re one of us are you, you have a gentle aura”
Gail smiled and replied, “Hello I am Gail , who are you”
“I’m Sarah and this is my son Richard , what are you doing here because I can see you don’t belong”
“Well it’s a long story but we have a friend who is in trouble and we were wondering if you could help us”
The young woman nodded and asked “How can we help?”
“Well we were here the other night and an entity followed us home and managed to get Morgarna, that’s out friend to take him back to him time to help him clear his name of murder and find out who commited said murder. But the thing is he lied about where and when he was from and he covered his tracks on our computers…and he should not know what a computer is let alone how to use one…..”
Sarah looked at Gail open mouthed ,
“Oh! Sorry Sarah I am gabbling aren’t I, sorry! Have you noticed anyone, any ghost , not ghost hanging around! “
As Gail stopped talking Merlin approached them , “Hello I am Meriln please don’t be afraid of me I can see you as well as you see me. We are looking for an Entity called”
“John, John” Sarah suddenly said.
“Yes that’s right” said Gail and Merlin as one.

Sarah had called the others over and they all sat on the steps of the war memorial, some old and young service men had joined them.
They told Merlin and Gail how this John had arrived about a week ago and had been quizzing everyone about their lives especially the older ones….he was looking for an Annette.
Had he found her Merlin asked, they told him no because she was buried in one of the chapels in the church but they noticed he could not enter the church. That was when they started to wonder who or what he was. Merlin looked at the all and asked ” so you all felt there was something odd about him, then?”
As one, Gail included they answered “Yes”

Merlin got out the E.R. and took some readings from where the others had said John had been hanging around. He also took a couple of readings from the resident ghosts for comparison. He fed these readings into his tablet and started to scan the results. “Gail” he called “Come and check this out” pointing to his tablet ” Look this reading it’s not human and it’s definitely not spirit “
“So what is it” asked Gail peering over Merlin’s shoulder.”
“There’s only one thing it can be and that is alien” Merlin replied.
“Look, Merlin , that huge reading there that’s new and it’s not one of us!” Gail pointed out.

High above where Gail and Merlin stood staring at the screne, there was movement on the crenellation above them, below which were four gargoyles jutting out above the arched windows of the church. Suddenly there was a noise, a slipping noise . Just as the missile came hurtling down towards Merlin’s head Gail saw what was happening and she shoved Merlin to one side while all the other Ghosts stood in shocked silence.
Merlin fell backwards as the grotesque head of a gargoyle just missed him, he fell flat on his back but bounced up immediately! There was a sudden flash and another gargoyle hurtled towards Merlin. This time the wizard stopped it with a hand! The entity known as John cursed loudly and stepped back through a crack in reality and disappeared.

The Ghosts all gathered around Merlin and asked if he was okay, then they turned to Gail and demanded how she had managed to move a human and an immortal wizard at that!
Merlin put his hand up to silence them and answered their question. “It’s simple I have given Gail a human shell and real feelings so that she can move among humans and assist Morgarna and myself without drawing attention to herself or us.
“Who is Morgarna” asked a young airman with a burnt face . “Our other partner, she’s a sourceress and this alien John has kidnapped her and has her imprisoned somewhere. Now it seems to me we need to meet Annette before John returns possibly with back up. “

They entered the church, this strange band of ghosts from different era’s and walks of life/death lead by Merlin.
The church was dark and cold but as they all entered it was of a sudden full of warmth , light and happiness.
As they all walked up the ailse the door to one of the side chapels opened and a beautiful woman dressed in a pure white shroud came out to greet them.
She had the most beautiful face and although she exuded an aura of peace she had a deep jagged scar around her throat.
“Lady Annette ” said Meriln bowing deeply, “I am Merlin and I am here to help. “
Annette smiled and asked, “Have you truly come to help unite me with my John, my true John”

Meanwhile back at the dungeon Morgarna was getting angry , none of her magic was working, she’d run out of cigarettes and down to her last flask of Bacardi and coke . She was tired, cold and dirty and angry but also she was scared and as she swore and shouted at her captures a single tear ran down her cheek…

PART OF K.L.CALEY’S#WRITEPHOTO: GARGOYLE

K.L.Caley’s # Cemetery.

K.L.Caley.

Morgarna landed first by the river and loved the whole scene…while she could she took in her surroundings and pulled her cape around her against the morning chill.
John arrived hitting the ground running…
“Woa! What sort of sourcery is this” he whispered as he came to a stop just short of the water.
“Mine” replied Morgarna with a smile… Though I have to give Merlin some credit well quite a lot … well never mind “
John looked at Morgarna as she lit a cigarette and took a large drag on it.
“So this is where it all happened John are you brave enough to find out who murdered Annette, we will have to witness the whole scene are you up for this?”
John took a deep breath and agreed that yes he was ready for whatever might transpire.

They spent the day in the village Morgarna asking questions and sharing healing potion recipes with the women in the village and drinking in the tavern …
She had made John invisible so that he could watch and listen and hear any plans that concerned Annette being made.
At one point she summoned John to a copse outside the village and said …’This is not three hundred years ago John, this is more six hundred years back … Why did you lie to us ? Did you think I wouldn’t notice? “
“Oh! no Morgana I didn’t mean to lie I wasn’t sure if you’d help me after all these times are dangerous for a sourceress. I knew you’d know as soon as you saw the village.”..he looked a little sheepish …. something Morgarna noted.

Evening approached and Morgarna and John followed the line of the river. After half an hour they reached the spot and John suggested they hide in the bushes and wait. Dusk fell and Morgarna had a cigarette and a drink from her flask. John seemed rather agitated which Morgarna put down to nerves at having to watch his lover being slaughtered and by who!
Then along the same path Morgarna and John had walked earlier came the sound of voices.
To Morgarna’s surprise she saw John and Annette walking towards them…
They were arguing , as they reached the back she watched in horror as John drew his sword and holding Annette down he cut her throat.
Wide eyed Morgarna span round to confront John. Who was right behind her but he was older and his black eyes held her gaze as they glinted with evil?

The last thing Morgarna saw before she lost consciousness was a younger and blooded John and the older version meld into one. She had a vague sense of being picked up and flung over a horse before complete darkness engulfed her.

Morgarna’s eyes opened and she tried to focus in the damp and dark… She was wet and cold and she smelt really bad. As her eyes became accustomed to the dark she could make out that she was in a dungeon. Looking round Morgarna could see a couple of skeletons and a rotting corpse ….well she thought to herself this looks helpful..not.
She lit a cigarette and gave the matter some thought…where was she, well for a start she was three hundred years further back than Merlin thought she was….that was not good, neither was the fact that she was stuck in this stinking dungeon .

Merlin put his coffee down and looked at the readings from his new ‘Entity Reader’ he’d read it three times now and he was now certain that there was something truly amiss. “Gail , could you spare a minute I need a second opinion, as you come in could you just walk throy the new E.R. reader for me. “
“Yes on my way Merlin just let me get this Lasagné out of the oven and I will be there!”
Merlin rolled his eyes, what have we created he smiled to himself , Mary Berry move over.
Gail came in and walked through the E.R. machine, immediately the reading came up on his laptop. He compared it to the reading he had taken from John the night before and shook his head. “What’s the problem Merlin you look confused” Gail asked looking concerned.
“It’s John’s reading Gail ….it’s so different to yours that I really doubt that he is what he said he is .. No ghost would have a reading like his”
Gail looked at the readings and though she could see they were in no way similar she didn’t really understand. ” Honestly Merlin I don’t understand this at all but my first impression of John was evil….. Then later I felt bewitched by him and after he left I was so relieved.”
“Yes” Merlin replied, there is definitely something not right here and his signature is definitely a lot older than three hundred years as he told us. It’s much more like six hundred?”
“Signature?” Asked Gail, “whatdoes that mean?”
“Well the new E.R. machine takes a reading from all entities that it scans, your signature Gail, is eighty years old, twenty years of life and sixty of death “
“Right ” agreed Gail, “and John’s?”
Merlin looked up , ” Well it’s over six hundred years and he has never died!”
Gail and Merlin looked at eachother , Merlin picked up the car keys …get your coat Gail we need to go back to the Cemetery where John or whatever decided to follow us!
As they left Gail called out as she grabbed her coat “Alexa turn everything off”. Merlin waved his hand to make doubly sure be all was safe.

Merlin drove , he would never of admitted it but he was worried about Morgarna where was she and what was happening to her. An hour later they arrived back at the cemetery a path with graves and trees aligning each side of it. Right said Merlin you take the left and I will take the right …..if you meet any ghosts please question them we need to find out who this John is and where he is from.

Meanwhile Morgarna was cold dirty and actually quite scared….. She lit a cigarette and thought ….find me guys find me!

Part of K.L. Caley’s # writephoto.

K.L. Caley’s #WRITEPHOTO – Dress.

The next chapter in The 3 Ms adventure. For K.L.Caley’s #writephoto

The woosh stopped right outside the door, Morgarna lifted her left hand and whispered some strange words making Morgause disappear. Then she took two more drags on her cigarette before stamping it out on the floor. She stood facing the door as the shadows rushed in and surrounded her.

Morgarna could feel their hands reaching inside of her and she could hear everyone of their murderous thoughts…… Suddenly she felt so chilled and oddly light headed , she could feel herself drifting out of conciseness. Just as she decided all was lost and that all her magic had deserted her she felt two familure hands around her chest pulling her backwards.

As her eyes became accustomed to the light after the dark of the celler she made out Merlin in the corner gentle pouring a potion down Morgause’s throat.
“Is she okay” she asked quietly, taking in her surroundings she realised they were back at the lab.
“Yup ” replied Merlin ” it looks like I got you both out just in time, thanks to you using the panic button just in time!”
Morgarna shivered “I am so cold those shadows had their hands right inside me and their thoughts invaded my head, I was slipping Merls honest I was! ” Morgarna held on to the worktop feeling weak.
“Drink this” snapped Merlin pushing a cup towards her.
Morgarna grabbed it and took a couple of long swiggs of the steaming liquid. ” Is this what your giving Morgause?” She asked feeling the warmth flowing through her veins.
Merlin laughed, ” I am not wasting good potion on you , no it is black coffee laced with brandy and cream”

Later while Morgause slept peacefully , Merlin and Morgarna sat in the kitchen eating curry they discussed their next move. Tearing of some naan bread Merlin said, ” I am sorry Morgs Hun , I had no idea what I was sending you into the instructions simply said… Trouble at Barnard Castle , run on eye tests and lots of shadows? “
Morgarna took a sip of her wine, ” I see so really there was no sense in that, that things were lethal? … Is Margause going to be okay, it was touch and go back there. “
“It was and is, Morgause is going to take a while to come round let alone recover. I should never of let her join you she is still a medieval sourceress at heart. I really put her in danger….. And you of course” Merlin added the last bit when he saw the look on Morgarna’s face.
Putting down her knife, to Merlin’s relief, Morgarna half smiled. “It’s okay I know how she can wrap anyone round her finger and she can get you to do anything she wants” putting up her hand to silence Merlin who was about to defend himself she continued. “Yes she is a total anathema, we have had centuries to adapt where as she just Jumped impulsively into our time line before I could stop her! “
” But she is a danger to herself and us ” they both said together.

After they had eaten they sat up long into the night working on their laptops and several magic books until at 5am Merlin shouted “Morgs here I have found it , in this book of spells believe it or not!”
Morgarna wandered across, ” Well what’s the plan then? “
“I think the best thing is you go back to the day you arrived but this time you’ll set down in the castle. Before Morgause joined you.” “Tell me Merlin” Morgarna interrupted, “why did Morgarna arrive as a crab ??”
Taking a deep breath Merlin ignored her and continued, this is the plan” he said handing her, her phone, and guess what Morgs you’ll be wearing this!

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a traditional ballgown made of leaves and foliage.

K.L. Caley’s #WRITEPHOTO – Crab.

This is part of K.L.Caley’s #WRITEPHOTO – Crab.

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a rather fearsome little crab with pretty big claws, making her way along some white stones

Right thought Morgarna stubbing out her cigarette and finishing her wine…what next.
As she watched a pattern emerged, the shadows were circling the people and only seemed to be picking on the weak , age seemed to have nothing to do this selection. It was not random either there was method to this madness.
Well sitting here in the sun, nice as it was would not find any answers.
Morgarna picked up her bag and left the pub garden. The street outside was strangely quiet, no one around but she could hear a strange buzzing coming from up the hill, so she followed it.
Rooting in her bag Morgarna got her mobile out and flicking a switch on the side it opened an app that guided her toward the hum.
Turning a corner by Boots the chemist she suddenly found herself back in traffic and crowds of people. Looking around Morgana could see the shadows where moving around in the crowds, whispering in an ear here and touching a shoulder there . Scanning the area she could see they were everywhere in the cars, shops and they seemed totally in control.
Suddenly Morgarna’s phone rang, it could only be one of two people, Morgause or Merlin and it could only be important. It was Merlin , “Hi babes how’s it going?” Morgarna stepped into a shop doorway and said “Not so good Merls it’s pretty bad here, there’s shadows controling the place and they are killing people”
“I thought there was a problem you’ve been gone so long.” Merlin replied, he could hear the concern in her voice.
“I am sending Morgause to help you she jumped about five minutes ago.” Merlin continued.
Morgarna lit a cigarette and asked where she could find her sister.
Merlin said, “I am sending you an app that will take you straight to her “

Morgarna followed the new app and it took her to an aquarium just off the main street. It was dark inside but really quite an inviting place. The tanks were full of really beautiful fish and coral.
Looking around Morgana wondered where Morgause was. Suddenly Morgarna heard a tapping she swung around and followed the her ears toward the sound. There in a large aquarium were several types of crabs. Morgarna approached and peered in. There, staring at her and, in truth looking a tad discombobulated was a rather fearsome little crab with pretty big claws, making her way along some white stones her claws making a rhymic tapping sound!
Morgarna laughed….”Morgause is that you Hun? “

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 5, 2022.

A little dickie bird just landed on my shoulder and whispered in my ear. Yes it did and it told me that today is the eighth anniversary of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Well congratulations Linda what an amazing achievement 🥂🎇🎆🎊🎉🎆🎇🎊🎉.

As thebdixkie bird left he also told me that:Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “way to go.” Use it as a phrase or use it in its literal sense. Enjoy!

Way to go.

Back in the late eighties hubby, who was a senior Investigator for H.M. Customs and Excise before the Inland Revenue joined them, was sent to Northern Ireland.

I wrote a post about his commission and Warrent. from the Queen here

The late eighties were not the best time for a representative of the Queen visiting Northern Ireland. Why? Because Northern Ireland was then in the middle of the troubles.

Here is another post from that time.

Whilst in Belfast hubby and his colleague had to interview a chap on the Eastside of Belfast. The were told the way to go was to take the motor way to avoid the Falls Road and Divis Flats on Divis Road.

The trip there was fine, the interview fine. The return journey….not so. As they were leaving they asked the chap the best way to go to get back… The were told and gratefully followed the chap’s directions.

All was well until they took a turn onto the Falls Road, surrounded by lots of fierce looking guys sitting on the walls, all the traffic lights had wire meshing over them to protect them. They soon realized they were definitely in a no go area. Worse still they were in a red car with a huge floppy aerial denoting, a radio, denoting an official car. ..eek. Worse still they went through the Divis flats watched all the way by curious and not too friendly looking locals.

After a long and worrying drive back hubby and colleague decided that was definitely not the way to go!

This was part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday eighth anniversary.

Song Lyric Sunday: Disturbing!

Well here we are it’s Sunday again and time again for Jim Adams. I am late but I have a pass from my dear departed mum.

So it’s August 15, 2021 and our prompts for Song Lyric Sunday are – Nightmare, Danger, Terror,Fear And Horror.

My first choice is Nightmare by Halsey, you may as why I chose such a recent song, well I do live lyrics and in a weird way this song speaks of how I often feel even now.

“Nightmare” is a song by American singer Halsey. It was released as a single on May 17, 2019 and was sent to top 40 radio on May 21, 2019 through Capitol Records. The song was written by Halsey along with its producers Benny Blanco, Cashmere Cat, and Happy Perez. The music video, directed by Hannah Lux Davis, accompanied its release the same day.

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Next up it has to be Dangerous by David Guetta featuring Sam Mark. Guetta’s fabulous creation so complimented by Sam Martin’s voice, what not to love? Plus a Si Fi video to die for💜

“Dangerous” is a song by French music producer David Guetta released as the second single from his sixth studio album, Listen. It features vocals by American singer and songwriter Sam Martin. It was released as a digital download on 6 October 2014. Both artists co-wrote and co-produced the song with Giorgio Tuinfort and Jason Evigan, with additional writing from Lindy Robbins. A remix featuring Trey Songz, Chris Brown, and Martin was released on 9 January 2015.

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“Your my my courage when I worry in the deep of night”…we all know that feeling don’t we. Again I find myself drawn to group and the only reason is they sound so good! So that’s why I picked the Afters again.

The Afters are an American Christian pop rock band founded by Joshua Havens and Matt Fuqua. Havens and Fuqua first worked together in a Starbucks coffee shop in Mesquite, Texas, where they played for customers, before deciding to form a band. They were initially joined by Brad Wigg from the same Starbucks, and drummer Michael Burden and performed under the name Blisse. When Burden left the band Marc Dodd, from the Mesquite Starbucks, stepped in. Their song “Never Going Back to OK” was the most-played song on R&R magazine’s Christian CHR chart for 2008.

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With such Night terror prompts I had to include The Eye of The needle by Sia…. No one expresses the night terrors better

Eye of the Needle” is a song recorded by Australian recording artist Sia for her sixth studio album, 1000 Forms of Fear (2014). The song was released on 3 June 2014 as a promotional single by Inertia in Australia and Monkey Puzzle and RCA Records globally. It appeared on record charts of Australia, France and the United Kingdom.

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Of course I saved the best until last….no one does it better than Kate Bush….(well perhaps Immi) with Hammer Horror. It’s wonderful lyrics and video….it so beautifully hammy!

Hammer Horror” was Kate Bush‘s fourth single release and first single from her second album Lionheart. It was released on 27 October 1978. Following the top ten success of her first two singles, the song charted at a much lower No. 44 on the UK Singles Chart. The parent album, released a few weeks later, was unaffected and charted in the top 10. “Hammer Horror” proved to be a temporary blip, for Bush’s next single returned her to the top 20. In other countries it fared better, such as Ireland, where it reached No. 10. In Australia, Kate Bush devised the dance routine for the song in her Melbourne hotel room, and performed the song on the television show Countdown.

The song references Hammer Films, a company specializing in horror movies. However, Bush conceived of the song after viewing the film Man of a Thousand Faces, a biographical film – not produced by Hammer – about Lon Chaney starring James Cagney. “The song was inspired by seeing James Cagney playing the part of Lon Chaney playing the hunchback”, Bush stated in 1979. “He was an actor in an actor in an actor, rather like Chinese boxes, and that’s what I was trying to create.” The story of the song concerns an actor who gets thrust into the lead role of The Hunchback of Notre Dame after the original actor dies in an accident on the film set. The guilt-ridden narrator of the song ends up being haunted by the ghost of the jealous original actor, who was a former friend. A promotional video was made for the single featuring Bush and a black-masked dancer performing the song against a black background.

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Everything else said is from me!

Well I know I am late but it’s a busy day today, better than a fear filled night though! Here is one of my night horror poems .

NIGHT HORRORS.