Delighted to announce another story acceptance, my third of the year and the one that meets my absolute minimum requirement to keep writing, my equivalent of the forty points needed to stave off relegation. I'm aware this analogy may not translate very well in certain territories.
Like Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, possibly, where Cryoseism Press and Frost Zone Press will be including my revelation as to how all the best places make their pizza sauce, 'The Pizza Bug', in their Handmade Horror anthology later this year.
Horror has been good to me recently, with JayHenge Publishing reprinting my story 'The Loimaa Protocol' in their Chorochronos Archives. Submitted on March 23rd, accepted the next day, paid on 2nd April, and published on April 8th, I can only assume they have a time machine themselves.
And, in the last few weeks I've also had drop through my door contributors' copies of Black Beacon Book's Murder and Machinery (universal five star reviews on Goodreads) and Fear Knocks Press' Wasatch Witches (Sarah's four star review of my tale, 'The Moth': "I’m not sure if this story leaves me feeling bereft or full", which pretty much sums up the effect I'm after.)
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2084. The world remains at war.
In the Eurasian desert, twenty-year old Adnan emerges from a coma with memories of a strictly ordered city of steel and glass, and a woman he loved.
The city is the Dome, and the woman... is Adnan's secret to keep.
Adnan learns what the Dome is, and what his role really was within it. He learns why everybody fears the Sickness more than the troopers. And he learns why he is the only one who can stop the war.
Persuaded to re-enter the Dome to implant a virus that will bring the war machine to its knees, the resistance think that Adnan is returning to free the many - but really he wants to free the one.
24 0s & a 2
Twenty-four slipstream stories. Frequently absurd, often minimifidian, occasionally heroic.
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