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Everyone has heard a legend or two in their day. Probably more, without realizing it. But does anyone realize just how important these stories are for our society?

Besides cautionary tales, legends have been passed down for years to explain the unexplainable, something we as humans are constantly trying to conquer. Before science, before math, and way before technology as we know it, legends were the stories of our origins. When mankind looked up at the stars and wondered at our own importance in this huge, sometimes frightening world of ours, the legends passed down by our ancestors were there to comfort and to give importance to our time spent here.

While legends have become slightly outdated in recent years, due to the ever shrinking world around us, they can still prove useful. I am constantly looking for fresh takes on old legends, and monsters I’ve never heard of.  They prove useful for story ideas.

I’m a big fan of cryptozoology. I follow the Big Foot and Dogman legends through online research, as well as documentaries, TV shows, etc. Once while watching a documentary in which a group of men searched for Big Foot, these men found someone with an extraordinary story. It captivated me, and I paused the show in order to write down the basic story line of what this man claimed happened to himself and his friends.

I kept the outline in my notebook for about half a week, before I’d managed to re-work it into a masterpiece of my own. The ending piece is a story that I feel I can be quite proud of.

While the story might still be barely recognized by its originator, it’s unlikely, being that I changed the characters and some details. I titled it: The Colorado River Beast. Once I print out a manuscript, I’ll be ready to send it out, and I guess we’ll see what the magazine’s fiction editor will think of it.

I’ve also done this with a legend that originated from Lake Erie, of the Great Lakes. There is the story of a black dog that fell overboard during a storm, rather than help their canine friend, the crew made sport of the dog trying to navigate the rough waters. Finally the dog died, and ironically, its corpse ended up stuck in the locks the ship tried passing through, making them stop to remove the body. Later, the dead dog supposedly came back to the ship, leaping on board, running across to the other side where it jumped off into the water. Shortly after the ship sank. It’s said that the dog will appear on board a ship that is going to run into trouble or sink.

I loved this legend, and managed to work it into the story of an old man named Johnny who claimed to have known and befriended the black dog before its death and revenge. The narrator tells the story in his own quirky way as he cooks dinner for a group of hungry fishermen onboard a large fishing boat.

This story turned out wonderfully as well, of course with my own details and changes added in. It’s also just about ready to be sent out. I was thinking about re-working a bit of the end, but I’m still not sure about that yet.

And you all (should) know another legend I have written about. The local, Michigan legend of Dogman. My story, titled (comically) Not Another Dogman Story (Well, it was supposed to be funny any way.),  is much more loosely based on the legends and stories I’ve heard. The structure and storyline of this one was all me. However this one I wasn’t quite content with. I’d written it first on Facebook, wanting to share some of my work with some friends and family. It took me a while to finish it, and in the end I’d written it in three sections. When I transferred the story onto my WordPress account, I made a few slight changes, mostly in spelling and grammar. Not Another Dogman Story was written for instant publication, online that is. I’d never had any intentions of selling this one, since no publication would want to run a story already easily available online.

The reason I’m writing this is because just yesterday I did hours of research on legends, trying to find some inspiration (not that I really need any, I’ve got stories to re-write and edit still, but I’m always on the look out for new ideas and fresh inspiration).

I found a few stories the piqued my interest. Like that of the Mole People, living in the sewers and abandoned subway tunnels beneath Manhattan. They’re not mutant freaks like everyone thinks, just homeless folks and outcasts of society who have come together to create their own communities, far away from the abuse and rapes that often happen in the homeless shelters in a large city like Manhattan.  There was also a true story about a family of about 200 people, all descendants of a prostitute that settled in the New York area after leaving Europe. It was said that due to exposure to syphilis, this woman passed on a deformity that showed in nearly every of her male descendants, fused fingers and toes, giving what has been called a “claw-like” appearance. This entire family was shunned, and after years of this, they banded together and made a pact not to marry or have children, so that they could not pass on their deformity. In short, they chose to exterminate their entire family, and not a single descendant of that family tree is alive now (or so the website told me). Today, something so extreme would never happen, due to advances in surgeries and such, but a period story could be brewing in my future with this one. I found it intriguing. These stories however, while strange, are actually true. I found them on a website about weird but true things in America, I wish I could remember it so I could cite it.

Any way, I just wanted to share with you all how legends are not only important, but invaluable to the horror/fantasy fiction writer.

Know any great legends? Share, please. I’ll try to think of a good one I can remember and post it in the comments. I’d love to hear some new ones though. And who knows, the one you post might end up in a story of mine.

I added a new page to my blog titled “The Dark Thing”. If you’ve been following my blog from the beginning, you may have read my posts on my inspiration for this story. It turned out quite well, and being that I only had one of my works posted, I figured that for Halloween I’d share it with you all.

If you’re curious about shadow people, check out some of my early posts on them. Though I can’t remember how much info I’d included about lore and stories going around about them. I would love to hear about any experiences any of you may have had with shadows or shadow people, since the idea came partly from my own experiences.

Feel free to comment on the story. I’d like some feedback.

I figured I would open a discussion on the topic of a story I am writing. You see, I had this marvelous idea after being scared shitless the other night.

My husband and I were watching TV. He fell asleep on the couch, as usual. It was raining outside, and I had the windows open because I smoke in the house (I know, not a good idea). There was one point during the night, when I paused what I was watching, and got up to get a drink of water. When I returned to my seat, I could have sworn I heard someone outside, coughing like they had the worst lung infection ever. It scared me, but to understand this, you must understand that we live on a dirt road. Not much traffic comes our way, and just recently, our neighbors had moved out of their house. Theirs is the only building even close to ours where people may be hanging around our home. I got up and checked the neighbor’s driveway, and found there were no vehicles there. I then checked my driveway, just to be sure, and it was clear as well. That fear I felt, and the thought that someone who was sick was hanging around my house, coupled with the (quite frankly) crazy idea I had that our neighbors moved out because of a ghost, bore my idea for the short story I am working on that is, so far, titled “The Sick Man”.

It’s about a young couple who live out in the boonies. Their closest neighbor is a good five miles away. One night they sit down to dinner in front of the TV. After eating, the woman opens a window and lights a smoke (I had to stay true to my experience =]). Upon pausing what they were watching, the young woman hears coughing outside. The husband checks the driveway, and the wife checks out the front window. There is a man sitting in the middle of their lawn (and mind you this is late at night, it is cold, and it is raining), hunched over. They can see his whole body shake every time he coughs. The husband goes to investigate, to see if this poor man needs some help, and is in for quite the surprise. I will not tell you how it ends, and I cannot promise I will post it on here, as I like it too much and would love to sell it to a magazine. Sorry.

I would, however, like for you, my readers and fellow bloggers, to comment with any creepy experiences you’ve had, or meetings with apparitions, ghosts, or anything of the kind. I will post one of mine as well, in hopes it will get the ball rolling on one interesting discussion.

Thanks for reading. After this, I’ve got to get back to work on this story though. I’m so excited! =]

I know I added the story to my blog a couple days ago, but I wanted to point it out for those who haven’t noticed or had a chance to read it.

I’d like to say that it is not my best work, nor my favorite. If it was, it would be waiting on an editor’s desk at some big magazine. I am sorry, readers, that I have to post some of my lesser work here, I am afraid that if I do post my best work online, I will not be able to sell it. So as a result, you poor suckers are stuck with the leftovers. However I will work hard to write great stories just for your reading pleasure, that way you’ll be able to read steaming hot entre work, rather than something I threw together just to have some of my work to post.

“Not Another Dogman Story” is also on Facebook, however the version here is better, as Facebook has no spell check (damn you Facebook! you are nearly useless to the writer for posting work!), and this version has been read through a couple more times.

Please feel free to browse through it or take your time trying to get lost in the story, and please comment. Let me know what you think, so I can make my work better for you, the reader.