This week, our little town had a record-setting snowfall. In just over 24 hours, 56cm – 1.8 feet – of snow fell. I’m not sure if they counted the snow that fell before midnight Sunday night, because it had started around 9:30 or so.
It didn’t stop until sometime in the early hours of Tuesday morning.

It doesn’t seem to matter how quickly I walk down the hall, opening the doors to each and every bedroom. By the time I reach the mirror at the end – they’re all closed again.
And I know, behind each door is some fresh new nightmare waiting to wrap its bony, cold hands around my heart. On the other side of the one on the right, across from Grandpa’s room, the shadows wait for me to be ready. But ready for what?
The reflection in the mirror is just that. A reflection. …

A New Bedlam-themed prompt from a permanent resident of The Institute, Mel Choly.

This has been a very long, very trying summer. I am glad to see the back-end of it, let me tell you! Even though there were some ups, there were a lot of terrible downs. And let-downs, a lot of let-downs; the silver lining there is that I know now who I can turn to when I need to stop being the strong one, the dead one. Bless ’em!
Inevitably, things run their course, right? And here at casa de crazy, the good is finally starting to out-run the bad.

 
The first Indiegogo campaign was wonderful, and we raised $310 before the time ran out. We’ve started another, and hopefully we’ll get closer to the goal this time.
 
From the campaign page:
For two years, The New Bedlam Project survived as a free-to-read, blog-based webzine. TNBP is a paying market, registered with both Ralan.com and Duotrope.com, supported by small ads and donations. Some of horror and sci-fantasy’s most promising up and coming writers have been spotted on the streets of New Bedlam, possibly looking for a way out, or perhaps they …