Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy


May 1st 2017

“Son of a … ,” the captain muttered when he entered the tent and saw the bodies. “Please tell me these guys aren’t anybody.” Leroy shook his head and pointed. “This one’s Sunday test crew; the other is one of 5 backup singers for that symphonic reggae band.” “Good,” the captain replied. He stepped forward, […]

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April 29th 2017

Larry and Beth sat snuggled on a park bench watching the stars come out. “This is beautiful,” she whispered, laying her head against his chest. “You’re beautiful,” he added, kissing her forehead. “It takes me back, you know?” she said, looking up at him and smiling. “Ah, youth,” he replied, nodding. “It’s NOT wasted on […]

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April 19th 2017

“You going home for break?” Brett asked as he zipped up his backpack. “Yeah,” Mike replied. “Springtime in Nebraska – gotta help the folks with the farm.” “Do you guys have chickens and pigs and cows?” Wendy asked excitedly. “All of that and so much more,” Mike replied. “Our poop diversity is spectacular.” Brett hummed […]

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March 13th 2017

“I just thought it would be different,” she said, wiping the blood tears away. “I mean, I thought you got TRANSFORMED.” He put his arm around her gently. “But you ARE transformed, dear one.” “That’s not what I mean,” she sniffled and gestured down the length of her body. “Great, you’re a vampire now. You […]

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January 13th 2017

Kirkland made his last entry for the night, rubbed his eyes, and stood up from the desk. An envelope arrived, pushed under the office door. “Hello,” Kirkland said to his mystery caller (assumed to be listening on the other side). The more remote the village, the less likely a villager would walk boldly into the […]

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December 16th 2016

They looked at each other across the room, moving quickly away to separate corners (observing strict propriety). He hovered near the room’s giant mirror, refusing to look into it and not see her (a notable courtesy); she sat in a candlelit corner limiting the reach of her considerable charms by hiding her face behind a […]

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November 25th 2016

They spread out in the living room, each to a lounger, open spot on the couch, or pile of blankets on the floor. There were groans interlaced with happy sighs and the occasional voiced appreciation for tryptophan. “Honestly, I promise myself that I’ll rein it in every year,” said one resting reveler. “And, every year,” […]

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November 18th 2016

“It’s very dangerous work,” she said. “Is it a family business?” “Yes to the first part and no to the second,” he replied with a smile. “I chose to be a hunter.” “Why?” she asked, intrigued. “Well, I was fond of chess as a boy and this … ,” he paused to find the right […]

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October 7th 2016

Shirley walked to the front of the houseboat to shut the lights off. Out in the dark water, a pair of eyes glowed. “Seal, maybe, or otter – hard to tell,” she said to herself, curious. She hesitated at the patio door, fighting an urge to unlock it; the house suddenly seemed close and in […]

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September 28th 2016

Herrick brought tea service into the parlor. “A spot of sweetness for the early evening,” her ladyship said to the countess (who nodded her approval). Raising a cup, her ladyship smiled and toasted, “To heaven and hell and all of the civility which lies between!” The countess laughed and took a generous swallow. “I was […]

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