Charlie Davenport
@davenportauthor.bsky.social
Horror author with a couple of @NosleepPodcast and @ctfdn_official appearances & stories in four anthologies & counting!
When this is over, let’s set aside a room for him to sit in where all the reporters he’s disrespected can come in any hour of the day or night & pepper him with questions.
November 19, 2025 at 2:12 PM
When this is over, let’s set aside a room for him to sit in where all the reporters he’s disrespected can come in any hour of the day or night & pepper him with questions.
@thenosleeppodcast.bsky.social "Grocery Story" by Chelsea Sutton put me in mind of Shirley Jackson. “God Healed an Amputee" by Thomas O seemed like something King would have written in his prime.
Bravo folks!
#nosleep
Bravo folks!
#nosleep
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November 16, 2025 at 5:43 PM
@thenosleeppodcast.bsky.social "Grocery Story" by Chelsea Sutton put me in mind of Shirley Jackson. “God Healed an Amputee" by Thomas O seemed like something King would have written in his prime.
Bravo folks!
#nosleep
Bravo folks!
#nosleep
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"The Sandpiper" by Jack Thackwell & “Straight through the Backyard Gate" by Brandon Greer were two beautiful takes on the classic ghost story form.
#nosleep
"The Sandpiper" by Jack Thackwell & “Straight through the Backyard Gate" by Brandon Greer were two beautiful takes on the classic ghost story form.
#nosleep
a close up of a person 's back with a hole in it .
Alt: A sheet ghost sits in a dark room, the light comes on. A shadow passes by the ghost, who is seemingly unobserved.
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November 16, 2025 at 5:37 PM
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"The Sandpiper" by Jack Thackwell & “Straight through the Backyard Gate" by Brandon Greer were two beautiful takes on the classic ghost story form.
#nosleep
"The Sandpiper" by Jack Thackwell & “Straight through the Backyard Gate" by Brandon Greer were two beautiful takes on the classic ghost story form.
#nosleep
What if I started a podcast called, “Sitting Quietly”, and it’s just ASMR of coffee being poured, mugs being sett down, & every few moments when intrusive thoughts might begin to intrude I just quietly say, “No, no. Don’t do that”.
November 16, 2025 at 3:57 PM
What if I started a podcast called, “Sitting Quietly”, and it’s just ASMR of coffee being poured, mugs being sett down, & every few moments when intrusive thoughts might begin to intrude I just quietly say, “No, no. Don’t do that”.
Oh my dear God, I forgot what it was like to hear good news! I have been bellowing “What what” all day!
November 5, 2025 at 10:37 PM
Oh my dear God, I forgot what it was like to hear good news! I have been bellowing “What what” all day!
11
Somewhere in the middle of the night, I heard my bedroom door groan open.
I tried to focus on the figure in front of me, but I couldn’t see through the gauze haze over my eyes.
“It doesn’t hurt kiddo, not after a little while.”
He closed the door.
#Halloween #pumpkin
Somewhere in the middle of the night, I heard my bedroom door groan open.
I tried to focus on the figure in front of me, but I couldn’t see through the gauze haze over my eyes.
“It doesn’t hurt kiddo, not after a little while.”
He closed the door.
#Halloween #pumpkin
October 28, 2025 at 10:03 PM
11
Somewhere in the middle of the night, I heard my bedroom door groan open.
I tried to focus on the figure in front of me, but I couldn’t see through the gauze haze over my eyes.
“It doesn’t hurt kiddo, not after a little while.”
He closed the door.
#Halloween #pumpkin
Somewhere in the middle of the night, I heard my bedroom door groan open.
I tried to focus on the figure in front of me, but I couldn’t see through the gauze haze over my eyes.
“It doesn’t hurt kiddo, not after a little while.”
He closed the door.
#Halloween #pumpkin
@thenosleeppodcast.bsky.social I truly enjoyed "Treats for Sinners" by @lisel.bsky.social!
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October 27, 2025 at 7:46 PM
@thenosleeppodcast.bsky.social I truly enjoyed "Treats for Sinners" by @lisel.bsky.social!
10
I didn’t hear him come up behind me until he dropped his hands onto my shoulders.
“She’d be proud, wouldn’t she?”
I went to bed early that night because I had a headache.
#Halloween #pumpkin
I didn’t hear him come up behind me until he dropped his hands onto my shoulders.
“She’d be proud, wouldn’t she?”
I went to bed early that night because I had a headache.
#Halloween #pumpkin
October 27, 2025 at 7:22 PM
10
I didn’t hear him come up behind me until he dropped his hands onto my shoulders.
“She’d be proud, wouldn’t she?”
I went to bed early that night because I had a headache.
#Halloween #pumpkin
I didn’t hear him come up behind me until he dropped his hands onto my shoulders.
“She’d be proud, wouldn’t she?”
I went to bed early that night because I had a headache.
#Halloween #pumpkin
9
Every counter, table, or any flat surface, had a pumpkin. Tupperware and bowls were filled up with guts and seeds. Next to the sink was an apple. The now familiar mold was already flourishing around the teeth marks.
The smell was awful. Everything he’d touched was rotting.
#Halloween #pumpkin
Every counter, table, or any flat surface, had a pumpkin. Tupperware and bowls were filled up with guts and seeds. Next to the sink was an apple. The now familiar mold was already flourishing around the teeth marks.
The smell was awful. Everything he’d touched was rotting.
#Halloween #pumpkin
October 27, 2025 at 7:19 PM
9
Every counter, table, or any flat surface, had a pumpkin. Tupperware and bowls were filled up with guts and seeds. Next to the sink was an apple. The now familiar mold was already flourishing around the teeth marks.
The smell was awful. Everything he’d touched was rotting.
#Halloween #pumpkin
Every counter, table, or any flat surface, had a pumpkin. Tupperware and bowls were filled up with guts and seeds. Next to the sink was an apple. The now familiar mold was already flourishing around the teeth marks.
The smell was awful. Everything he’d touched was rotting.
#Halloween #pumpkin
The number of times today I’ve thought, “Well. The word you want is well. Superman does good”, has made me begin to hate myself.
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October 27, 2025 at 5:48 PM
The number of times today I’ve thought, “Well. The word you want is well. Superman does good”, has made me begin to hate myself.
8
The front door was open. Dad emerged holding two fresh carvings.
“Hey Kiddo”, He beamed.
Wispy grey mold grew out from his nose, forming an Einstein mustache. Long feathery powdery lashes sprouted around his eyes. A cloud of small black bugs crawled down his chin.
#Halloween #pumpkin
The front door was open. Dad emerged holding two fresh carvings.
“Hey Kiddo”, He beamed.
Wispy grey mold grew out from his nose, forming an Einstein mustache. Long feathery powdery lashes sprouted around his eyes. A cloud of small black bugs crawled down his chin.
#Halloween #pumpkin
October 26, 2025 at 7:56 PM
8
The front door was open. Dad emerged holding two fresh carvings.
“Hey Kiddo”, He beamed.
Wispy grey mold grew out from his nose, forming an Einstein mustache. Long feathery powdery lashes sprouted around his eyes. A cloud of small black bugs crawled down his chin.
#Halloween #pumpkin
The front door was open. Dad emerged holding two fresh carvings.
“Hey Kiddo”, He beamed.
Wispy grey mold grew out from his nose, forming an Einstein mustache. Long feathery powdery lashes sprouted around his eyes. A cloud of small black bugs crawled down his chin.
#Halloween #pumpkin
7
I came home to find a dozen jack-o-lanterns lining our driveway
The first were firm and bright. Then soft spots darkened around triangular eyes. The next sagged, mottled brown and black. The last were just piles, reeking of rot.
#Halloween #pumpkin
I came home to find a dozen jack-o-lanterns lining our driveway
The first were firm and bright. Then soft spots darkened around triangular eyes. The next sagged, mottled brown and black. The last were just piles, reeking of rot.
#Halloween #pumpkin
October 26, 2025 at 7:50 PM
7
I came home to find a dozen jack-o-lanterns lining our driveway
The first were firm and bright. Then soft spots darkened around triangular eyes. The next sagged, mottled brown and black. The last were just piles, reeking of rot.
#Halloween #pumpkin
I came home to find a dozen jack-o-lanterns lining our driveway
The first were firm and bright. Then soft spots darkened around triangular eyes. The next sagged, mottled brown and black. The last were just piles, reeking of rot.
#Halloween #pumpkin
Why does so much of old time music seem creepy? Is it just an artifact of it being used in horror movies lately, e.g., “Insidious”? Or do we simply find something from another era tied to thoughts of mortality?
October 26, 2025 at 5:13 PM
Why does so much of old time music seem creepy? Is it just an artifact of it being used in horror movies lately, e.g., “Insidious”? Or do we simply find something from another era tied to thoughts of mortality?
@thewrongstation.bsky.social I haven’t even listed yet, but the title “Pickman’s Language Model” alone made my day.
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October 26, 2025 at 1:12 AM
@thewrongstation.bsky.social I haven’t even listed yet, but the title “Pickman’s Language Model” alone made my day.
6
Dad’s blanket, the one Mom knitted, was bunched up on the couch. TV was paused on theTwilight Zone.
I found a note on the fridge, “Make breakfast. Get dressed. BRB”.
I made eggs, dressed, and sat by the front door for maybe thirty minutes.
Then I walked to school.
#Halloween #pumpkin
Dad’s blanket, the one Mom knitted, was bunched up on the couch. TV was paused on theTwilight Zone.
I found a note on the fridge, “Make breakfast. Get dressed. BRB”.
I made eggs, dressed, and sat by the front door for maybe thirty minutes.
Then I walked to school.
#Halloween #pumpkin
October 25, 2025 at 9:17 PM
6
Dad’s blanket, the one Mom knitted, was bunched up on the couch. TV was paused on theTwilight Zone.
I found a note on the fridge, “Make breakfast. Get dressed. BRB”.
I made eggs, dressed, and sat by the front door for maybe thirty minutes.
Then I walked to school.
#Halloween #pumpkin
Dad’s blanket, the one Mom knitted, was bunched up on the couch. TV was paused on theTwilight Zone.
I found a note on the fridge, “Make breakfast. Get dressed. BRB”.
I made eggs, dressed, and sat by the front door for maybe thirty minutes.
Then I walked to school.
#Halloween #pumpkin
5
That was Wednesday.
That night he rubbed the bridge of his nose, pinched his eyes shut. I asked if he had a headache. Dad told me to put on “Sleepy Hollow”. We watched it while I ate, and he moved his fork around the plate.
Thursday, I woke up alone in the house.
#Halloween #pumpkin
That was Wednesday.
That night he rubbed the bridge of his nose, pinched his eyes shut. I asked if he had a headache. Dad told me to put on “Sleepy Hollow”. We watched it while I ate, and he moved his fork around the plate.
Thursday, I woke up alone in the house.
#Halloween #pumpkin
October 25, 2025 at 6:12 PM
5
That was Wednesday.
That night he rubbed the bridge of his nose, pinched his eyes shut. I asked if he had a headache. Dad told me to put on “Sleepy Hollow”. We watched it while I ate, and he moved his fork around the plate.
Thursday, I woke up alone in the house.
#Halloween #pumpkin
That was Wednesday.
That night he rubbed the bridge of his nose, pinched his eyes shut. I asked if he had a headache. Dad told me to put on “Sleepy Hollow”. We watched it while I ate, and he moved his fork around the plate.
Thursday, I woke up alone in the house.
#Halloween #pumpkin
4
Dad’s fingertips sank into its surface as he marched it out to the bins.
He wiped at hands on his jeans and cursed the whole way to school. The smell clung to l me the entire day. Callum C asked if I’d slept in a dumpster.
#Halloween #pumpkin
Dad’s fingertips sank into its surface as he marched it out to the bins.
He wiped at hands on his jeans and cursed the whole way to school. The smell clung to l me the entire day. Callum C asked if I’d slept in a dumpster.
#Halloween #pumpkin
October 24, 2025 at 11:57 PM
4
Dad’s fingertips sank into its surface as he marched it out to the bins.
He wiped at hands on his jeans and cursed the whole way to school. The smell clung to l me the entire day. Callum C asked if I’d slept in a dumpster.
#Halloween #pumpkin
Dad’s fingertips sank into its surface as he marched it out to the bins.
He wiped at hands on his jeans and cursed the whole way to school. The smell clung to l me the entire day. Callum C asked if I’d slept in a dumpster.
#Halloween #pumpkin
3
We set them out front. The LEDs made their eyes dance red, yellow, green.
The next morning, we found black gnats swarming outside. My lantern was fine, but Dad’s tilted to the side like Uncle Gary. It sprouted wispy mold from the eyes and a rancid fluid wept out the mouth.
#Halloween #pumpkin
We set them out front. The LEDs made their eyes dance red, yellow, green.
The next morning, we found black gnats swarming outside. My lantern was fine, but Dad’s tilted to the side like Uncle Gary. It sprouted wispy mold from the eyes and a rancid fluid wept out the mouth.
#Halloween #pumpkin
October 24, 2025 at 5:33 PM
3
We set them out front. The LEDs made their eyes dance red, yellow, green.
The next morning, we found black gnats swarming outside. My lantern was fine, but Dad’s tilted to the side like Uncle Gary. It sprouted wispy mold from the eyes and a rancid fluid wept out the mouth.
#Halloween #pumpkin
We set them out front. The LEDs made their eyes dance red, yellow, green.
The next morning, we found black gnats swarming outside. My lantern was fine, but Dad’s tilted to the side like Uncle Gary. It sprouted wispy mold from the eyes and a rancid fluid wept out the mouth.
#Halloween #pumpkin
2
We carved them in the living room, Hocus Pocus playing on TV. Tradition is important, you know?
When Dad pulled the top of his pumpkin, the smell was somewhere between vinegar and moldy cigars.
“It’s not like we’re eating it.” He said as he reached in with his scoop.
#Halloween #pumpkin
We carved them in the living room, Hocus Pocus playing on TV. Tradition is important, you know?
When Dad pulled the top of his pumpkin, the smell was somewhere between vinegar and moldy cigars.
“It’s not like we’re eating it.” He said as he reached in with his scoop.
#Halloween #pumpkin
October 23, 2025 at 5:30 PM
2
We carved them in the living room, Hocus Pocus playing on TV. Tradition is important, you know?
When Dad pulled the top of his pumpkin, the smell was somewhere between vinegar and moldy cigars.
“It’s not like we’re eating it.” He said as he reached in with his scoop.
#Halloween #pumpkin
We carved them in the living room, Hocus Pocus playing on TV. Tradition is important, you know?
When Dad pulled the top of his pumpkin, the smell was somewhere between vinegar and moldy cigars.
“It’s not like we’re eating it.” He said as he reached in with his scoop.
#Halloween #pumpkin
It had to be the pumpkin that did it.
It hadn’t been some specimen with odd, nobbly bits or patches of crusty grey creeping across the orange skin.
Dad had picked it out from dozens of other perfectly round pumpkins, all with a healthy orange glow.
#halloween #lantern #pumpkin
It hadn’t been some specimen with odd, nobbly bits or patches of crusty grey creeping across the orange skin.
Dad had picked it out from dozens of other perfectly round pumpkins, all with a healthy orange glow.
#halloween #lantern #pumpkin
October 22, 2025 at 5:22 PM
It had to be the pumpkin that did it.
It hadn’t been some specimen with odd, nobbly bits or patches of crusty grey creeping across the orange skin.
Dad had picked it out from dozens of other perfectly round pumpkins, all with a healthy orange glow.
#halloween #lantern #pumpkin
It hadn’t been some specimen with odd, nobbly bits or patches of crusty grey creeping across the orange skin.
Dad had picked it out from dozens of other perfectly round pumpkins, all with a healthy orange glow.
#halloween #lantern #pumpkin
I had no desire to know who Dave Portnoy is.
October 21, 2025 at 8:01 PM
I had no desire to know who Dave Portnoy is.
I’m out here searching for progressive content, kettlebells exercises, and world history. YouTube has seems to adopt a, “What the f#€k are you”, approach to me.
October 15, 2025 at 4:02 PM
I’m out here searching for progressive content, kettlebells exercises, and world history. YouTube has seems to adopt a, “What the f#€k are you”, approach to me.
Portland, I have never been to your fine city, but I am so proud of you all.
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October 9, 2025 at 7:13 PM
Portland, I have never been to your fine city, but I am so proud of you all.
@thewrongstation.bsky.social
“The House of Shells”. It was like hearing Bradbury at his bittersweet best.
I wish I’d written this one.
#Bradbury #wrongstation
“The House of Shells”. It was like hearing Bradbury at his bittersweet best.
I wish I’d written this one.
#Bradbury #wrongstation
October 7, 2025 at 7:59 PM
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“The House of Shells”. It was like hearing Bradbury at his bittersweet best.
I wish I’d written this one.
#Bradbury #wrongstation
“The House of Shells”. It was like hearing Bradbury at his bittersweet best.
I wish I’d written this one.
#Bradbury #wrongstation