I ate a decaying cow. It had fallen down a hill, and was stuck between rocks, its head twisted round. It had been there some time. I tore at its distended belly, made an exit for the gases. I stuck my whole head in, felt it deflate until its innards pressed against me and I […]
Some Corner of a Dorset Field that is Forever Arabia
1. His shame was exposed, the scar where a shell splinter had torn through his groin and ripped away his manhood. Albert no longer cared. He was counting the moments until he died. A deep sucking followed the crack of bone. The slurping of marrow, the fluid dripping from her jaws, the varied noise of […]
A cop vibe first, then, no: junkie. Both? Whatever: the guy gave off weird. Then he proved it by waving a naked stump at Tati, the melted remnant of his handless arm clubbing the air near her face. Ahh, prescription pain killers, and now she was all ready for a confab, to compare notes, when […]
Armstrong in bedArmstrong looked at her lying beside him, asleep. She was grainy in the moonlight, a black and white photograph magnified a thousand times for forensic examination, revealing a pyramid on Mars, a face on the moon. … He rubbed her flank, distant. She did not stir. The night smoothed the edges. His dull […]
Three stories published in 2019, all available free for your reading pleasure: The Final Hypotheses of Professor G in Silverblade (a companion story to My life as a lizard, The Boulevardier, and Mr Cranky) KAIJU! in Fleas on the Dog (to quote the publisher: “WHY WE LIKE IT: As lovers of all types of writing […]
It was another one of those dead men, Anthony Burgess, who recommended Lanark to me. Not me personally, but through his book, Ninety-Nine Novels. Burgess was of course just one of many hundreds of people with whom I held conversations in my head, given the number of his books I read back then, one of […]
Is resilience a virtue? I certainly think so. Its a characteristic, its positive, and it is something I greatly admire. I admired it on a comic book level as a young fellow watching Lethal Weapon – Mel Gibson not simply succumbing to a torturer, and then Mel Gibson racing on foot to chase a car. […]
“I try to work with allusions and a sort of knowingness”, says Zink, … . [who] … trusts her readers to pick up the clues in her writing because she read a lot of science fiction as a child. “In science fiction it is often the case that you read for about an hour without […]
I am very pleased that my story, “Grooming my grandfather”, will be appearing in VASTARIEN: A Literary Journal. More details when they are available. (Insert smiley face here.) VASTARIEN: A source of critical study and creative response to the corpus of Thomas Ligotti as well as associated authors and ideas
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