Apex Magazine
There’s no killer in the house but I’m dead tired. My neuromuscular syndrome hammers my brain with pain signals until I can barely focus enough to make a sandwich. Every...
Horror Tells Me I'm Not Alone
There’s no killer in the house but I’m dead tired. My neuromuscular syndrome hammers my brain with pain signals until I can barely focus enough to make a sandwich. Every...
She remembers landscapes, the history of silence loud in horses wearing blankets in a lush green farm near the Yarra Valley rodeo no longer in use. Vision remembers scent, the...
The Enduring
She remembers landscapes, the history of silence loud in horses wearing blankets in a lush green farm near the Yarra Valley rodeo no longer in use. Vision remembers scent, the...
“I’ve decided.” Atha spoke over a cup of pungent wildflower tea, freshly brewed for the occasion, flavored with honey. “Bury me in this tree.” It wasn’t a surprise, so I...
For As Long As You Want It
“I’ve decided.” Atha spoke over a cup of pungent wildflower tea, freshly brewed for the occasion, flavored with honey. “Bury me in this tree.” It wasn’t a surprise, so I...
In “When No One Has to Say Goodbye,” by Elisabeth Ring, scientists have found a cure for death, but people can still lose everything they know by being infected by...
Interview with Author Elisabeth Ring
In “When No One Has to Say Goodbye,” by Elisabeth Ring, scientists have found a cure for death, but people can still lose everything they know by being infected by...
From the other side of the bed, I heard Caleb take in a breath like he was going to say something, but then he kept quiet. A second breath and...
When No One Has to Say Goodbye
From the other side of the bed, I heard Caleb take in a breath like he was going to say something, but then he kept quiet. A second breath and...
It’s hard to believe we’re already in a new year. The end of the current year, when I’m writing this, is flying by and there’s still so much short fiction...
Words for Thought: Short Fiction Review
It’s hard to believe we’re already in a new year. The end of the current year, when I’m writing this, is flying by and there’s still so much short fiction...
It’s hard to believe we’re already in a new year. The end of the current year, when I’m writing this, is flying by and there’s still so much short fiction...
Words for Thought: Short Fiction Review
It’s hard to believe we’re already in a new year. The end of the current year, when I’m writing this, is flying by and there’s still so much short fiction...