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Larry Yoakum III
I grew up in Valley Center, KS and left at age 19 to join the Air Force, serving as a survival equipment tech. I began writing many of my short stories in that time and eventually was published. After my initial contract expired, I went indi and republished both short story books under one big book, as well as began writing novels. My genre is a mix of horror, paranormal, fantasy, supernatural, and sci-fi. All my books exist within a shared reality. I currently live in Dallas, Tx with my awesome wife, Allison, where I continue to write stories to amuse and abuse the public. I am also an ordained minister and have officiated over 20 weddings and am also the founding member of the Knights of Targoth Order of Veterans.

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The Day Job Vs. the Passion for Writing: Finding the Balance

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Dark Pit

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I was once crazy, then life drove me sane.

Prologe from my book Incubus: Folklore Series Book 3

"PROLOGUE

 

Sleep Paralysis.  It is a not uncommon occurrence where a person wakes in the middle of the night and cannot move.  This usually comes with a panicked feeling, accompanied by noises and movement in the room, seen mostly through peripheral vision.  It can also come with a heavy feeling on your chest and a shadowy mass on top of you. 

Science has explained it all away, claiming that your body is simply locked in place as per usual sleep routines that your body and mind put upon you in order to prevent you from acting out your dreams. Many times, that is the case.  But, every once in a while, more often than not, when a person experiences sleep paralysis, it is caused by a malevolent presence that never walked the universe in mortal form.

Shadow people, nightmare demons, dark fairy folk, and even alien visitation are a few things that could cause these nocturnal torments.  However, out of them all, the worst you could experience is the assault of an incubus."

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In my Room long ago
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see

I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me

The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me

My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep

Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?

I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door

In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone

My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone
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