Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy


November 9th 2017

“Look at this,” Jessica said to Ethan and Parker, coming into the living room with a pile of notebooks. “Mom’s letters to the dead.” They stopped packing boxes and turned to her. “Wow,” Ethan said, walking over. “She wrote a letter to someone every day (instead of writing a traditional diary),” Parker remembered. “Yes,” Jessica […]

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November 7th 2017

“Do you need anything, Mr. Linden?” the nurse asked softly. “No, I’m all right,” he responded. “I’m just letting it all sink in.” She sat down near to him, wanting to reassure him and give him space at the same time. “It’s very hard in the beginning,” she said gently, “when families first visit memory […]

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October 18th 2017

“When I was young,” she half-whispered, pulling jars off of their shelves, “what I wanted was to be beautiful.” “But you ARE beautiful,” Desiree said softly, watching her grandmother work, the dark skin translucent where the morning light fell upon it from the window. “It seemed to me that the beautiful had an easier time […]

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October 13th 2017

She came down the stairs in her high-necked swimming dress, a lawn chair tucked awkwardly under one arm, a black towel and a book of spells clutched in the other. “I’m gloombathing,” she announced to her parents, who watched her descend with interest. “I’ll be out on top of the family crypt, soaking up the […]

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October 10th 2017

Bob washed his hands in the sink, glancing right and taking in the framed embroidery that hung there. While he looked, the flowers and butterflies seemed to rearrange themselves – every thread reaching for another to form words. “You’re going to be fine,” it said. Bob emerged from the bathroom shaking his head to clear […]

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September 25th 2017

“The cat vomited in the living room,” he said, stepping into the kitchen doorway. “Finders, cleaners,” she said with a smirk, tossing him the paper towels and bending to open the cabinet under the sink to get the spray goo. “The cat has retched up what appears to be a tiny finger or small toe,” […]

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August 31st 2017

“I want to go out! I want to go see!” Henry cried, leaning towards the door with his full weight. Nancy groaned, clutching onto him, pulling him back. “Honey … it’s bedtime; it’s bedtime,” she said over and over. “But I want to go out and play! I want to see the other kids!” he […]

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August 28th 2017

“The poltergeist activity was, as you described it, off of the charts,” Lutz said, sitting down in front of the terrified Waudette family, “but we were able to direct it … focus it.” “Did you get rid of it?” Mr. Waudette pressed, fidgeting. “Well, no, not exactly,” Lutz responded. “First, we concentrate it, guide it […]

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August 7th 2017

They trudged sullenly to the grave, plopping down a tissue cone of gas station flowers onto the lip of the granite stone. They lulled about for a bit, distracted by thoughts of what they could be doing, when Linda noticed a dusty notecard (addressed to them) was wedged into the edging around the picture at […]

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July 5th 2017

“We are not going to talk about natural disasters with Grandpa and Grandma today,” Elizabeth said to her son, leaving no room for argument. “We are not going to talk about cataclysms of any kind, real or speculative, including what might be necessary to survive a zombie apocalypse.” “I could go to the arcade,” her […]

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