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.
And, as always, IT’S FREE 🙂
Happy reading and thank you for celebrating my birthday with me 🙂
a handfull of darkness
the stars my destination
the new moon’s arms
city of illusions
time out of joint
a graveyard for lunatics
i will fear no evil
words are my matter
a maze of death
beyond this horizon
the crack in space
the cat who walks through walls
dreams must explain themselves
voices from the street
eye in the sky
something wicked this way comes
the green brain
the dragon in the sea
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
I have a verse here that I want to read to you from my novel, Parable of the Talents, which I’m just finishing. I should be at home finishing it right now. And the Monica Lewinsky story is why I brought this verse. Here it is:
Philip K. Dick, Ubik, 1969
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.