THE FEASTING DREAM

“The steppe grass swayed in its ancestral patterns like flaxen hair, and the rider dreamt of his lost sister. He had traveled on horseback for many days, but all the slight pains of his body didn’t worry him, nothing more than a distant whispering in his mind. The dreams were important, the face of his…

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ROACHLING

Gihan straightened as his tuk-tuk sputtered and fell silent. The moon rose over the paddies as he tried to restart the engine. “Whoever helps me shall live in my house and eat my curries.” Published in: Page & Spine, Crumbs, September 2018  

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THE GLASS-TOOTHED WOLF

“When it rained, only dust fell from the sky. The preformed people were out on the streets, fighting their little wars, but not much else moved under the suffocating heat.

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Video: THE DUST BATHYNAUT

Please check out the kickstarter for “Sins and Other Worlds”, a marvelous anthology of dark science fiction put together by Eric Fomley and containing my story “The Dust Bathynaut”!

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IN THE FESTIVAL TENT

“The tent begins to open like a blossoming flower, reaching out with its ropes and tarpaulins like straggling masses of tentacles. Mouths open, tongues roll out, and a multitude of eyes watch the spectacle of the congregated town. As always, there is hesitation, a long pause while the men and women muster their courage. Yunrum…

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GENRE-EXPERIMENTE: HUGH COOK

“Hugh Cooks »Chronicles of an Age of Darkness« sind ein zehnbändiger Fantasy-Zyklus, der mit literarischem Einfallsreichtum und experimentellen Techniken gegen klassische Genre-Grenzen anrennt und diese weit hinter sich lässt. Neben einer vielfältigen, oft bizarren Welt und der präzise-schwarzhumorigen Wiedergabe menschlicher Realitäten drückt sich die Experimentierfreudigkeit des Autors in einer Vielzahl von Stimmen und Blickwinkeln aus:…

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THE FESTIVAL OF DISSOLUTION

“The Festival of Dissolution is coming to town, and just like in previous years, Franok is still too young to go. He and his friends know very little about the festival, only that it is in a clearing deep in the forest, only adults are allowed visit it, and there is a great tent in…

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THE BREEDING DUST (Podcast)

Narrated by Cheyenne Wright. “Silent, angular houses with white plaster, a sand-suffocated well and a couple of stunted palms huddled together on the low ground, a once bustling city that only the ghostly desert wind inhabited now. The sun gleamed down without mercy, hanging in the sky as a swirling ball that made the air…

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DAS MASKENHANDWERK

  “Es war, als wäre er in einem Alptraum aus Matsch und glitschigen Steinen gefangen, stets mit einem Ziel vor Augen, das er niemals erreichen konnte. In einer Höhle liegt ein Tempel, in einem Hügel liegt eine Höhle, in einer weglosen Wildnis liegt ein Hügel … war es zu sehr eine Legende, um wahr zu…

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