Every city has a public life: the face it shows the world. It has apartments and houses and buses and shops and work places and people bustling about doing productive things. Every city has a private life: the face that long time residents know about. It has farmers' markets and corner diners and hole-in-the-wall clubs and hidden parks, tiny gems that only people who know the city well know about. Every city has a secret life: the face behind the mask, the face that few see. Every city has secrets; secrets about its past, its present, its future. Secrets about what hides in alley ways and lives in corners and steals children; secrets about what actually keeps the city running.
This a place for the stories detailing the secret lives of cities.
In a nutshell, this is a community for short fiction about the dark, supernatural, underbelly of cities. Inspired by 200 Phenomena in the City of Calgary and Secret Chicago, this is a place for original creepypasta about cities. It is also a place to post urban legends, photographs, art, and other resources for creepypasta about cities.
This community is moderated by shadefell. Membership and posting are both open.
May I lock my posts? --yes.
May I turn off comments? --yes.
May I post something I haven't written myself? --No, post a link and a description/summary to the original story/entry.
Do I need to clearly denote if something is fiction or nonfiction? --That is up to your judgment and discretion.
May I promote communities here? --Email me (brigidkeely at gmail com) with a link and description and I'll make a judgment.
May I promote my own work here? --Don't just drop an ad for a book and run. That's rude.
May I post photos, photo manipulations and art work without a story? --Yes, but those things are often freakier with a story attached.