“Madam President, the delegation is ready.” Gloria didn’t glance towards the doorway, instead stroking the smoothness of a shot glass between her thumb and forefinger. “I hate Awakening Day celebrations. Have I mentioned that, Clarence?” “Every year, Madam.” She sighed.… Continue Reading
Alex’s handbag beeped again. With a sigh, she yanked it open, grabbed her phone and scrolled through the new messages – there were six of them. have fun in town! miss u already! cant wait 2cul8r! u b home by… Continue Reading
Listen to “Cat Nav” by Suzanne Conboy-Hill, read by Folly Blaine: [display_podcast] Suzanne Conboy-Hill has been all sorts of things and expects to be all sorts of other things before she finally stops bothering everyone. She’s slowly racking up published… Continue Reading
You walk out your house and gaze up at an upset sky. From it, snowflakes fall, as well as chunks of hail, through a thick fog. But the most troubling objects diving from the clouds are the fireballs, blazing red… Continue Reading
Tomorrow they’ll come for us and the world will end. Today I wanted to hear a story from papa. “Will you?” I asked him. I shivered. There was no wind blowing; only a stale chill. I don’t think papa heard… Continue Reading
Dr Judith Marsham was growing old. Or at least it seemed that way. She could no longer concentrate, even on small things. Like when she touched her keyboard. (Judith was old-fashioned enough still to have a keyboard.) She had a… Continue Reading
The parrot is sideways. David has already written a description of it with a view to a footnote or introduction in the anthology. He has done it to pass the time because the parrot will not talk, and he can… Continue Reading
editorial by Camille Gooderham Campbell From the Editors It’s always a little hard to believe that August is already upon us; time seems to fly by faster every year. For us, of course, August is the end of our year,… Continue Reading
She keeps the sun inside her pocket, front right, just underneath the Moon and Mars. If you ask to see it, she’ll smile and tell you to be careful and hold out her palm. They won’t look that big, really,… Continue Reading
Ervin was queasy enough from the time jump. The winding two lane country road was not helping. There’d be no tuna triangle sandwiches or microwaved supermarket meatballs at the wedding reception for him this time. The alarm clock in the… Continue Reading