The zombies have chased us into a flooded power building. Corralled us like cattle. there are dozens of use, standing in tepid, ankle-length water near the walls of the building. We try to board up the windows, to pile up debris and abandoned machinery in front of the doorways. I can hear the hordes outside – the way their feet shuffle and stumble across debris in the parking lot, the groans and idle sounds slipping from decaying lips, their hands pounding against the doors, so much dead meat.
I peer between cracks in the boards across one window. I can see him. The leader.
There is someone in the house.
I am driving in my red pickup truck, and it is nighttime.
I am not driving calmly.
Something has chased me off the highway and I am on a back road I do not know.
I sure am bad at updating this blog! I was going to make it a new year’s resolution, but didn’t bother since I knew I would immediately fail. Evidenced by the fact that I couldn’t even squeak in this update last night, technically still in the first month of the new year. Oh well, second months fine.
I’m going to try and brainstorm some ways to keep this blog relevant, as of now it is living up to its name of mainly just being a repository for links to things I’ve had published. Which isn’t bad, but isn’t the best either.
Anyways 2015 summary!:
I wake up in bed, my room frigid and my breath puffing out before my face. The windows and door frame are covered with ice, and icicles are beginning to form on the walls.
There is a figure standing in the doorway.
The shadowperson wants my body heat, having spent too long out in the cold.
I got a flash fiction piece about werewolves called Lycanthrope Loneliness published at SpeckLit.
Short Stories I read and really recommend:
Five Pieces by Jessy Randall
My story Deep/Dark Space was published in Lightspeed magazine’s Queers Destroy Science Fiction special issue!
There’s my piece amongst some other really stellar flash fiction pieces!