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The season’s last match brings with it a press of audience, the mass and noise of them audible even in the preparation vestibule where silence is meant to be the...
NOVEL EXCERPT: Winterglass by Benjanun Sriduangkaew
The season’s last match brings with it a press of audience, the mass and noise of them audible even in the preparation vestibule where silence is meant to be the...
Your stories are yours to tell. It doesn’t matter if you’re not yet an accomplished writer. In the beginning it doesn’t even matter if you haven’t yet been able to...
FOR WRITERS: Why Write? by Steve Rasnic Tem & Melanie Tem
Your stories are yours to tell. It doesn’t matter if you’re not yet an accomplished writer. In the beginning it doesn’t even matter if you haven’t yet been able to...
On the evening of August 12, 2002, a fire raged on the outskirts of Morganville, North Carolina. Into the early hours of the morning it raged, higher and higher, as...
NOVEL EXCERPT: The Wicked by James Newman
On the evening of August 12, 2002, a fire raged on the outskirts of Morganville, North Carolina. Into the early hours of the morning it raged, higher and higher, as...
Forsyth glanced up out of his thoughts. The man standing at his table was big and worn out, his eyes raw and heavy even in the shadow of his cap’s...
FREE SHORT FICTION: Greener Pastures by Michael Wehunt
Forsyth glanced up out of his thoughts. The man standing at his table was big and worn out, his eyes raw and heavy even in the shadow of his cap’s...
Mahvesh Murad, a book reviewer and podcast host of Midnight in Karachi for Tor.com, is stepping into the editor role for our fourth volume of The Apex Book of World...
EDITOR INTERVIEW: Mahvesh Murad (The Apex Book of World SF: Volume 4)
Mahvesh Murad, a book reviewer and podcast host of Midnight in Karachi for Tor.com, is stepping into the editor role for our fourth volume of The Apex Book of World...
My name is Aaron Pace, and I’m writing this by hand in a spiral-bound, college-ruled notebook that I found in a student’s backpack inside of an abandoned school bus. All...
NOVEL EXCERPT: The Lost Level by Brian Keene
My name is Aaron Pace, and I’m writing this by hand in a spiral-bound, college-ruled notebook that I found in a student’s backpack inside of an abandoned school bus. All...
Emily stood in the doorway to the Rio Cafe and looked around, half–convinced she had the wrong place. The word “cabaret” had conjured up visions of illicit underground doings populated...
FREE SHORT FICTION: A Hollow Play by Amal El-Mohtar
Emily stood in the doorway to the Rio Cafe and looked around, half–convinced she had the wrong place. The word “cabaret” had conjured up visions of illicit underground doings populated...