Awesome read, keeps in tension and enviously grabs attention, still feel the shivers. I want to hone myself in this genre and this short read has already given me a lot to reflect on and I had a lot of fun in the process of reading the piece itself.
Hugo, I’m glad the tension caught you like that, and even more that it gave you something to reflect on for your own work. That’s the best part of this space for me, seeing the shivers turn into sparks for others. Keep honing, keep writing.
Your prose is captivating and pulls me in deeply. I could read your words for days on end and be saddened to have them end. I hope you turn this into a full novel and then another and another.
Thank you so much for this, I’m truly humbled. Lochwood began as a whisper, and to know the silence pulled you in means the world. There’s more to come… one chapter at a time, and then deeper still into The House of Lochwood. I’m honored to have you walking these haunted halls with me.
This is chilling and mesmerizing. I love how the storm itself becomes a character, and the way you guide Elisebeth into the house makes every step feel weighted and inevitable. The silence, the cold, the sense that the house is alive and watching its haunting without ever needing to scream. I was completely transported into Lochwood. ✨
Oh my goodness, thank you so much. I am so glad you liked it. I am really enjoying writing it and it is so nice to see people really feeling the weight of it. 🙏❤
Thank you so much, Anne. That means so much to me. And yes, I hope you right where I want you in the story (or not) LOL. We shall see.
Lochwood: The Quiet Hunger is about 12,700 words and 9 chapters. I am working on a prequal: The House of Lochwood: Where Warmth Was Buried, that tells how Stephanos came to his current residence and such. I don't want to give too much away as some will be revealed in Lochwood: The Quiet Hunger. LOL
I am so glad you are enjoying it. I will be putting out a new chapter weekly and if people like it will follow with The House of Lochwood and plan to have more Lochwood stories after that. We shall see.
What a beautiful story. It sounded familiar, even the characters. This story could be fiction or non-fiction. I've heard of lonely souls living alone and isolated from the world, and they tend to be forgotten. But let's not forget they are still there.
Thank you, Yolanda. That’s exactly what I hoped would come through, underneath the Gothic atmosphere, it’s still a story about isolation, about the souls who live unseen on the margins. Fiction and non-fiction both carry that truth: forgotten doesn’t mean gone.
Eeep! Great foreshadowing, the descriptions were perfect. You didn't over use the 'tricks' of citing smell and light...they were woven perfectly into the prose. Looking forward to the next chapter. Excellent job, Robes.
Thank you, Wendy! I’m so glad that balance came through, my hope was to let the atmosphere carry itself without leaning too heavily on the usual tricks. It means a lot that you felt it woven naturally. I can’t wait to share what’s coming next.
You nailed it. Writers often forget that not everyone wants to think about how every single thing smells, even though it is the most evocative of triggers in writing. Your brief mention was placed perfectly. The balance was met.
Awesome read, keeps in tension and enviously grabs attention, still feel the shivers. I want to hone myself in this genre and this short read has already given me a lot to reflect on and I had a lot of fun in the process of reading the piece itself.
Hugo, I’m glad the tension caught you like that, and even more that it gave you something to reflect on for your own work. That’s the best part of this space for me, seeing the shivers turn into sparks for others. Keep honing, keep writing.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes
Your prose is captivating and pulls me in deeply. I could read your words for days on end and be saddened to have them end. I hope you turn this into a full novel and then another and another.
Thank you so much for this, I’m truly humbled. Lochwood began as a whisper, and to know the silence pulled you in means the world. There’s more to come… one chapter at a time, and then deeper still into The House of Lochwood. I’m honored to have you walking these haunted halls with me.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes
Brrrrr. That was just amazing.
LOL, thanks so much, Brenda. I am so glad you liked it.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes
This is chilling and mesmerizing. I love how the storm itself becomes a character, and the way you guide Elisebeth into the house makes every step feel weighted and inevitable. The silence, the cold, the sense that the house is alive and watching its haunting without ever needing to scream. I was completely transported into Lochwood. ✨
Oh my goodness, thank you so much. I am so glad you liked it. I am really enjoying writing it and it is so nice to see people really feeling the weight of it. 🙏❤
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes
Amazing writing. I loved every moment of it.
The setting, the characters is putting the readers exactly where you want them (I think).
Can I ask how long you plan the series to be (longer or shorter than 50K words)?
Thank you so much, Anne. That means so much to me. And yes, I hope you right where I want you in the story (or not) LOL. We shall see.
Lochwood: The Quiet Hunger is about 12,700 words and 9 chapters. I am working on a prequal: The House of Lochwood: Where Warmth Was Buried, that tells how Stephanos came to his current residence and such. I don't want to give too much away as some will be revealed in Lochwood: The Quiet Hunger. LOL
I am so glad you are enjoying it. I will be putting out a new chapter weekly and if people like it will follow with The House of Lochwood and plan to have more Lochwood stories after that. We shall see.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes
Amazing! There is such an ambiance to this, it's great work.
What a beautiful story. It sounded familiar, even the characters. This story could be fiction or non-fiction. I've heard of lonely souls living alone and isolated from the world, and they tend to be forgotten. But let's not forget they are still there.
Thank you, Yolanda. That’s exactly what I hoped would come through, underneath the Gothic atmosphere, it’s still a story about isolation, about the souls who live unseen on the margins. Fiction and non-fiction both carry that truth: forgotten doesn’t mean gone.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes
Eeep! Great foreshadowing, the descriptions were perfect. You didn't over use the 'tricks' of citing smell and light...they were woven perfectly into the prose. Looking forward to the next chapter. Excellent job, Robes.
Thank you, Wendy! I’m so glad that balance came through, my hope was to let the atmosphere carry itself without leaning too heavily on the usual tricks. It means a lot that you felt it woven naturally. I can’t wait to share what’s coming next.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes
You nailed it. Writers often forget that not everyone wants to think about how every single thing smells, even though it is the most evocative of triggers in writing. Your brief mention was placed perfectly. The balance was met.