Tag: Fiction

  • New Story for Side A: “Dark Rhymes” by Peter Gordon

    New Story for Side A: “Dark Rhymes” by Peter Gordon

    Dark Rhymes They’re waiting for him in a Greek diner on 9th Avenue, hanging all the way in the back, in the last booth before the bathrooms.  None of them look up as he approaches. He might as well be a ghost. Without lowering his paper Paul says, “Have a seat, Joel.” There’s no room…

  • Exclusive Story Excerpt “The Living” from Campfires of the Dead and the Living by Peter Christopher – Out Now!

    Exclusive Story Excerpt “The Living” from Campfires of the Dead and the Living by Peter Christopher – Out Now!

    Campfires of the Dead and the Living is a collection of short fiction by Peter Christopher. This volume contains The Living—an unpublished collection of stories written between 1990 and 2004—and Campfires of the Dead—Christopher’s first collection, out of print for more than three decades and originally published by Alfred A. Knopf in 1989. In his…

  • Side A Fiction: “Pieterjan Thyjssen” by Hugh Behm-Steinberg

    Side A Fiction: “Pieterjan Thyjssen” by Hugh Behm-Steinberg

    Pieterjan Thyjssen For Peter Bullen One day during my morning walk I ran into Jim sporting the most staggering of haircuts. All the people around us, with their boring lives, their tedious bangs and fauxhawks, walking their shallow dogs, oblivious to the very concept of absolute beauty, each became entangled in leashes as their animals…

  • Bad Survivalist Short Story: “Progress” by Derek Fisher

    Bad Survivalist Short Story: “Progress” by Derek Fisher

    TurtlePhone and Positively Pete! roll across a hellish expanse of the Mojave Desert. Roll, and drag. TurtlePhone, equipped with wheels under his plastic frame, is rolling comfortably enough. Positively Pete!, wheel-less, and without autonomy or propulsion, is dragged by the green tail of TurtlePhone, an appendage of hard plastic and pointy at its tip, which…

  • Flavor Town USA Fiction: “Sin Eaters LLC” by Will Musgrove

    Flavor Town USA Fiction: “Sin Eaters LLC” by Will Musgrove

    It was my first day. Inside the company vehicle, my trainer, Bob, read me the client’s file: sampling grocery store grapes, getting a little too tipsy on Sunday wine, several ticky-tacky sins, nothing a newbie like me couldn’t handle. Bob assured me the job was easy. All you had to do was eat the sin…

  • Astrophil Press Novel Excerpt: WAITING FOR JONATHAN KOSHY by Murzban F. Shroff

    Astrophil Press Novel Excerpt: WAITING FOR JONATHAN KOSHY by Murzban F. Shroff

    From the author of Breathless in Bombay and Third Eye Rising comes an intensely engaging novel about life, family, friendship, and duty. In the heart of Pali Hill, the Beverly Hills of Mumbai, four friends await the arrival of Jonathan, a man “greatly appreciated for his wit, his effervescence, and his indignation,” a man exiled…

  • “Crabgrass,” a new short story by Michael Cole for Haunted Passages

    “Crabgrass,” a new short story by Michael Cole for Haunted Passages

    Diane woke calling out for someone, startled, in the same way that she would occasionally wake with a laugh, or even crying, embarrassed at the sharp blow of emotion dealt from a dream that was already fading. “Hello?” she said, still half asleep, chasing after a specter that had run a cold finger down her…

  • “If I Could Get By Without Sleep, I Would”: Tobias Carroll Discusses His New Novel, Ex-Members, with Ryan Sartor

    “If I Could Get By Without Sleep, I Would”: Tobias Carroll Discusses His New Novel, Ex-Members, with Ryan Sartor

    When I think of the New York City literary scene, Tobias Carroll is right at the top of the list. He’s consistently championing writers, whether through his interviews at book launches around the city or as managing editor of Vol. 1 Brooklyn, a vital source for all things literary fiction and nonfiction. I also just…

  • Short Story for Side A: “Dead Calm” by Jim Daniels

    Short Story for Side A: “Dead Calm” by Jim Daniels

    Dead Calm The clumsy enormous leaves of banana trees rattled in the sea breeze on their hotel balcony.  “They look fake. Where are the bananas?” Rick asked. “Where are my sunglasses?” Their margaritas sat in absurdly large salted glasses sweating on a small plastic table, slowly warming like a shallow pond of scum. He squinted…