I hate that the "Gen Alpha can't read." conversation so much because people are taking this as a chance to call children stupid and their parents monsters instead of having a very real discussion about how the education system is flawed by design, covid fucked up everything socialization wise, these parents having little access to child care and more work hours leads them to lean on things like tablets and phones to watch their kids more and more, teachers are more overworked and underpaid than ever leading to them leaving the profession in droves and that's only like the surface level issues.
There's a myriad of factors at play here, not just that "The kids are spoiled screen-addicted brats with no imagination and their parents are childish spoiled millennials who just let coco melon handle everything."
What if the stranger begging for your help was already dead?
When New Faroe's lighthouse keeper Elizabeth jumps to her death, Ro Parker’s life turns upside down—and not due to grief. Ro’s no stranger to loss: after all, New Faroe’s “curse” has supposedly ensured that every lighthouse keeper of her lifetime has suffered an untimely demise, including her stepfather. But this time is different, because Elizabeth is still here. Of course, nobody believes Ro’s insistence that Elizabeth isn’t dead, except Maisie.
From a family of psychics, Maisie Beauvais is desperate to blend in. As she adjusts to her position as the new girl in town and her new residence in the unsettling old lighthouse, she must come to grips with the truth: she can never leave the ghosts behind.
As the mystery of the lighthouse and its many victims tangles Ro and Maisie in its twisting past, questions arise. What happened to Elizabeth? What really happened to every lighthouse keeper before her? What will happen when they discover what the other is hiding? And how far will they go to protect each other and the ones they love?
trigger warnings | death, daddy issues🤪, references to suicide (appropriate trigger warnings will be put at the top of relevant chapters)
WHAT I NEED: structural help with the ending, suggestions on getting grosser, general prose polishing
okay so this is not an ‘official’ metric by any scale but i am curious so i just bullshitted my own (explanation on levels under the poll)
level 1 - can’t tolerate horror at all, actively avoids it at all costs
level 2 - will watch a horror movie with friends/family if convinced but will definitely not enjoy it. screams at jumpscares and covers eyes at tense moments
level 3 - can occasionally consume horror media. very easily startles at jumpscares. usually feels anxious/paranoid afterward
level 4 - startles at jumpscares and generally feels uneasy after consuming horror media. avoids anything horror-related at night time
level 5 - jumpscares are less effective, but can still startle. feels anxious during tense moments. horror mostly causes unease only at night time
level 6 - has no problem consuming any kind of horror media alone at night. is largely unaffected by jumpscares. horror causes no feeling of fear or anxiety
is it their blood or somebody elses blood theyre covered in?
why are they bloody?
how drenched in blood are they going to be from a scale of 1-10, with 1 being ''barely drenched'' and 10 being ''so covered we shld ask where there ISNT any blood on them''?
do you think the krew wonder if they actually made it off Snaktooth. They look in the mirror, and see the eyebags from the sleepless nights, the fallen fur from the lack of nutrition or food, the frown that seems to go on forever. And they think.
“I’m dead. I have to be dead,”
They are dead in a way, I suppose. Their hopes of a new life died there, along with the small community they built. It all died. It died, died, died.