Shaun Avery, an ON TIME Author Interview

Join us as we peek behind the scenes of our upcoming anthology, ON TIME. Learn more about Shaun Avery in his featured interview.   ABOUT THE STORY What inspired your story? A strange dream.  A cool magazine.  I’ll go into further detail on my promo piece.  Can’t wait! Can you tell us a little bit…

Throwback Thursday | A DISTORTED Excerpt: “To Sing Which Tune” by Heidi C. Vlach

They would never hurt anyone, the stories said. Sirens ate only fish and spoke only music, and they rescued lost sailors and drowning people, and they taught ducklings to swim. The sirens, the graceful bird-folk, were friends to everyone who respected their waters. Helen knew all of that to be true—not the more excessively romanticized…

Throwback Thursday | An ON FIRE Excerpt: “A Solstice Memory” by Sean Padraic McCarthy

June 18, 2016 The corpse was on the front porch when I pulled in from work. He sat in one of the white rocking chairs that Cheryl bought at Ocean State Job Lot, staring at the house across the street. At least with the one eye he still had left. Despite being after six, the…

Throwback Thursday | An UNDERWATER Excerpt: “Baiting the Hook” by R. Judas Brown

When the catch dries up, you move upstream, inland through the rivers and creeks, until you find fresher waters. Teddy guided his flat-bottomed boat through the shallow channel, checking his juglines and limblines. A couple sets of tags under his and family members’ names let him run as many lines as he wanted. State limits…

Throwback Thursday | A DISTORTED Excerpt: “Lost in the Labyrinth” by Christian Bone

I was lost in the labyrinth. Sweating stone walls, as black as the heart of the Beast, encased me, echoing the helpless cries of my fellow cattle. One by one the cries died away. I heard but two and then merely one. I realised the sound was my own. Sacrifices. Prisoners. Finger food. We were sent…

An IN THE AIR Excerpt: “Areomancy” by Anthony S. Buoni

It isn’t easy. Months have passed since I’ve last fed. I hate going so long between meals, but too much activity and the Circle of Sorrow will catch on to my presence. The last thing a hunter needs is to be hunted. Heartrate and breathing slow; the beast’s skin and bones reset. Each transformation leaves…

An IN THE AIR Excerpt: “Pathogens” by Edward Karpp

The video smeared as sensors compensated for the darkness. The bottom of Roger’s face filled the left side of the screen at a forty-five-degree angle. Behind him, something shuddered, but it was only the pixelated blackness unscrambling into patches of dark and light gray. Roger turned to his right at the end of the corridor,…

DJ Tyrer, an IN THE AIR Author Interview

On the verge of a new anthology, we are celebrating IN THE AIR with a behind the scenes view of authors and their stories. Here’s a look at DJ Tyrer and his story “Dark Air.”   ABOUT THE STORY Tell me a little about your story and the world you’ve created. The world is the mundane…

A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “God Is A Rabbit” by J. Robert Kane

“Cause of death, blunt-force trauma,” man’s voice says. “Wrongful death.” Rebecca lays upon a surgical table unable to move, though she’s not bound. The cold touch of the surgical steel table pressed against her back and buttocks, the backs of her legs and calves. She must be nude. But I’m not dead Panic takes her….

A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “The Astronaut’s Ghost” by Ken McGrath

I was nine when I saw the astronaut’s ghost out by Purcell’s farm, near the hay barn where my brother Jack died. But it wasn’t him I saw that night. I was grounded at the time because of some trouble I’d gotten into at school. Basically, I’d unspooled all the bog roll I could find…

A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “Our Shivering Branch” by Goathead Buckley

One night, they woke me with their hot whiskey breath. Said they didn’t want my dark dreaming under their roof no more. Said my devil mind infected their brains, haunted them at nights, caused nightmare visions that didn’t go away—not even with the lights on and a chicken bone crucifix in their hand. But this…

But I Am A Nice Girl by Bekki Pate

One of the first things a colleague said to me after she’d read my first book – The Willow Tree – was: But Bekki, I thought you were a nice girl! My response was: But I am! It didn’t mean that she didn’t like my work, but she just hadn’t expected someone like me to have…