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“Punk Rocker” Interview with Mark Barry
Originally posted on writerchristophfischer:
As some of you already know, I’ve contributed to an anthology called PUNK ROCKER, the much anticipated sequel to “L.A. Punk Rocker”: top author Brenda Perlin’s best-selling punk anthology. PUNK ROCKER has just been released on Amazon US https://amzn.com/B01FCBBC6W UK http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01FCBBC6W In the next few weeks, I will introduce the other authors…
“Punk Rocker” Anthology – Interview with Christoph Fischer
Originally posted on writerchristophfischer:
As some of you already know, I’ve contributed to an anthology called PUNK ROCKER, the much anticipated sequel to “L.A. Punk Rocker”: top author Brenda Perlin’s best-selling punk anthology. In the next few weeks, leading up to the release on May 15th, I will introduce the other authors who are in on…
Utterly Shattered
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
Why must I feel so utterly shattered when smashed upon your jagged edge? Why can you not let me fall into the beautifully delicious pain that exists inside you – pain that has been waiting for me to find it for so very long? You hide such an…
Dark Monstrosities
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
The alley is dark, but if I want to get back to the hotel before the heavy rains come, this is the fastest route to take. My shadow is joined by a second shadow, and I instinctively turn around to see who is following me. There is no…
Chance
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
Carrie Ann woke when Chance’s wet nose nudged her shoulder. “Go away, Chance.” Chance nudged her again, harder this time. “Go lay down!” Carrie Ann snatched the blanket up over her face. Chance wasn’t taking no for an answer and hopped up onto the bed, rooting his face…
Pathogen
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
Cleanliness is next to godliness. So I was ordained. I did not wish to realize what soon would become my mission – no, not at first. However, upon mahogany framed photographs, cabinetry and desktops and once brilliant sheens of glass, I glimpsed smudge laden impressions, shrilling so loudly…
Snipe Hunt
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
Austin gave a nervous chuckle as he looked back and forth between his fellow Scouts’ faces, searching for a sign that this was just a stupid joke. The two older kids held his stare, unblinking. “You’re kidding, right?” Austin finally said. “No way. They’re real,” Eddy replied. “Nasty…
A Foul Day
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
It moved! I swear on my mother’s grave I saw it move! Glancing up, I scan the faces surrounding the table trying to determine if anyone else saw the jerking motion. No one seems to have noticed; they’re all laughing and drinking, chattering away happily while waiting to…
Nine Lives
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
The edges of the jungle dance to the tune played by the vibrant colors of the burning village, twisting, cavorting shadows interspersed with the unknown entities hiding beyond where no light will go. I know what lurks within the boundaries of the dense undergrowth. Most of what resides…
Lake Lurkers
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
Martin Maddox wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand and resumed hacking away at a particularly thick tree branch with his hatchet. He was halfway up his ladder preparing the large black spruce tree in front of his one level home on Lake…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 