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A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “Everything is Red in This World” by Matthew R. Davis
Your first thought when you find yourself standing here on the edge of the coast, staring out across the sea, is always this: everything is red in this world. It’s not quite true. After all, the sand beneath your feet is off-white, and the wooden jetty that stretches out before you is the lifeless grey…
A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “An Ode to the Feeling of Entering Virginia” by N.H. Jackson
A single tractor trailer truck, when on the road during the daytime—hell, maybe even three or four when separated by flows of commuter cars—is like a caged tiger. If you keep a wide berth, it can only swipe at you through the bars of its cage, roaring its futility. In the early morning in—where did…
A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “Little Choices” by Arlen Feldman
Strawberry, vanilla, or chocolate. In theory, it shouldn’t matter. They just poured the gunk down the feeding tube directly into my stomach. In practice, though—the stuff worked its way back up my esophagus. Chalky battery acid. Maybe if I drank the stuff properly, it wouldn’t be too bad. The way I got it was disgusting….
A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “To Sleep, Perchance to Dream” by Daniel M. Kimmel
The Emperor, the omnipotent and omniscient ruler of all he surveyed, woke in a cold sweat, tangled in his bed sheets. What a horrible nightmare. He had dreamt that he was a character in something called a YA novel, whatever that might be, and that his unquestioned authority was, in fact, being questioned by a…
A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “When the Dreamshard Knocks” by Ali Habashi
He possessed a cold and still kind of patience. The kind of slow and echoing speech that scared me all on its own. Ever since his arrival, I had been too nervous to leave the house. I could not recall the last time I had spoken to anyone but my nightly guest. I simply could…
A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “Face to Face” by Trevor Abbud
The giant would arrive soon. The face of Death was heart-shaped, its eyes marked from the jagged engravings of a blade. Its long appendages loomed over him like some macabre octopus that was born out of the Lake of Hell. Protracted claws beckoned for him to come. Its green hair swayed in the constant gale…
Stone Circles and Summer Solstice by Gwenda Major
Most people have heard of Stonehenge, the most famous prehistoric circle of stones in Europe, perhaps in the world. Less well-known is the fact that there are hundreds of stone circles in the UK, enigmatic remains of past lives and cultures. The circles continue to be a source of mystery and conjecture to this day….
Our TRANSCENDENT Authors: a Featured Interview with Daniel M. Kimmel
In our new author series, we’ll be offering a clairvoyant peek behind the veil of who and what makes up TRANSCENDENT. Here’s a glimpse at Daniel M. Kimmel and his story “To Sleep, Perchance to Dream.” ABOUT THE STORY What inspired your story? It was a combination of the current political environment and reading (or…
Boxes and Buffalo by Samantha Pilecki
There was a time where I wasn’t writing anything, and it was a nightmare. I had written a 100K manuscript, ran it through critique groups, edited it heavily, and bled about three years into this inflated opus. Surprise, surprise, not a single agent was interested in it. I was crushed. I had just said goodbye…
On the Avocation for Dream Journals by Ali Habashi
You should write in a diary every day. The advice made sense. I wanted to be a writer, and the best way for a child to become a better writer was to write. A daily diary would force the words out, create an addiction that would require satisfaction before falling asleep each night—a productive insomnia….
Our Looming Monster by Trevor Abbud
We all have a looming monster hidden within the complex labyrinth of our mind. Here, our monster sits and waits in our darkest shadows, impatient but with no other choice. Are we fully aware that it’s there? Some of us might not be remotely conscious of this predator. Or perhaps, we choose to ignore it,…