Birthday Present!

Fiction, NEWS

Ok so today is my birthday, I am 33 years old.

So I’d like to give everybody a gift 🙂

Follow this link and you will be taken to my Prolific Works Special Birthday Giveaway and get your copy of…

A new sci-fi/horror short story!

The tunnels are deep and full of poisonous fog.

There is no exit, at least not for the very first or the very next.

Would you survive the end of the world? For Pyre and her friends that is a very serious question; she may not want to know the answer.

For fans of Garth Nix’s Shade’s Children and Margaret Atwood’s Oryx and Crake.

Disclaimer: This story contains descriptions of gore and the death of a child. Reader discretion is advised.

With this giveaway you can choose either a mobi (for Kindle), ePub (iBooks, Kobo, nook, etc), or a PDF file. If you don’t have a Prolific Works account, all you have to do is enter your name and your email. Check out my disclaimer page for a link to their privacy policy. If you don’t want to make a Prolific Works account send me a message HERE and I’ll email it to you.

And, as always, IT’S FREE 🙂

Happy reading and thank you for celebrating my birthday with me 🙂

We Hold All of Our Hurts Together

Poetry

a handfull of darkness

serpent’s reach

the stars my destination

driving blind

heavy time

the new moon’s arms

adulthood rites

city of illusions

time out of joint

a graveyard for lunatics

i will fear no evil

words are my matter

midnight robber

conspirator

a maze of death

beyond this horizon

the godmakers

the crack in space

the cat who walks through walls

dreams must explain themselves

voices from the street

merchanter’s luck

eye in the sky

something wicked this way comes

sister mine

the green brain

the dragon in the sea

survivor

farewell summer

fledgling

double star

whipping star

lilith’s brood

stranger in a strange land

wave without a shore

A found poem made up of titles by Nano Hopkinson, Octavia E. Butler, C.J. Cherryh, Frank Herbert, Alfred Bester, Ursula K. LeGuin, Ray Bradbury, Robert A. Heinlein, and Phillip K. Dick

Sketch by Mr. J

Romance: A Sci-Fi Short

Fiction

We stepped outside the greenhouse and the lights went cold. He reached out; his palm froze against Saturn’s gelatinous ring and pulled away from his wrist like wet paper. I felt the romance leak out of our suicide as I saw the black hole. I punched him in the face.

Originally published in 50 to 1 (as Jessica Otto) 13Feb2010.