S. Kay Smith is a horror writer and Satanic witch hailing from the Houston, TX metropolitan area. She has been published in several zines online, links to which can be found here, and she has a Bachelors degree in Creative Writing.
Welcome, my darling demons, ghouls, wraiths, and shades, to my blog! Thank you for coming to visit, and for taking a peek into the bottomless dark abyss that is my perspective of the world.
I know it’s been a while since I last posted. I’ve been dealing with some shit. But now that things are starting to settle down with Covid and I am in a much better place emotionally and healthwise, I need to return to my writing career. And what better way to do that than return to my blog I’ve ignored for the better part of a year!
Since I’m a firm believer in dipping your toes in before jumping, I’ll start slow, posting on the first Friday of every month, just for a few months, at three am. Why that specific time? Well, that’s because I’m a Satanist, and I enjoy a little blasphemy. If you’re very familiar with mainstream horror, you know that three in the morning is “the devil’s hour,” when the devil and his minions (like myself) are at their most powerful. And most people agree that the crucifixion happened on a Friday.
Well, I think it’s funny.
Most of what I write on this blog will pertain to the art and craft of writing (mostly prose and fiction), and Satanism, as these are the topics that interest me most. That’s not to say that I’m restricting myself to just those topics – I write about whatever I feel like writing about – but it is important to note that, in keeping with my theme, most of what I write on this blog will be filtered through a Satanic perspective. If that’s a problem for you… Well, you’re the one who went to a website called Playing With Demons. Not sure what you expected. Please don’t try to convert me on your way out.
For the rest of you, please, enjoy! Get to know the monstrosities lurking in my mind, and maybe learn how to explore your own darkness as well. And if you feel a chill, your bed starts to shake, and the lights begin to flicker, don’t worry. That’s just the demons. They’re a playful bunch… Usually.