Friday, April 27, 2012

Black Sloth Hell - Sergiy Krykyn

Black Sloth Hell - Sergiy Krykyn 4 out of 5

Gamma - Laird Barron

"Innsmouth Free Press has posted the table of contents for the upcoming (Fall 2012) anthology Fungi edited by Silvia Moreno-Garcia and Orrin Grey: “Cordyceps zombii” by Ann K. Schwader (poem) “Where Dead Men Go to Dream” by A.C. Wise “Last Bloom on the Sage” by Andrew Penn Romine “His Sweet Truffle of a Girl” by Camille Alexa “First They Came for the Pigs” by Chadwick Ginther “Dust From a Dark Flower” by Daniel Mills “Out of the Blue” by Ian Rogers “Wild Mushrooms” by Jane Hertenstein “Corpse Mouth and Spore Nose” by Jeff Vandermeer “Hyphae” by John Langan “A Monster In The Midst” by Julio Toro San Martin “The Pilgrims of Parthen” by Kris Reisz “Gamma” by Laird Barron “The White Hands” by Lavie Tidhar “The Pearl in the Oyster and the Oyster Under Glass” by Lisa M. Bradley “Tubby McMungus, Fat From Fungus” by Molly Tanzer and Jesse Bullington “The Shaft Through The Middle of It All” by Nick Mamatas “Our Stories Will Live Forever” by Paul Tremblay “Letters to a Fungus” by Polenth Blake “Goatsbride” by Richard Gavin “Go Home Again” by Simon Strantzas “Kum, Raúl (The Unknown Terror) – b. 1925, d. 1957″ by Steve Berman “Midnight Mushrumps” by W.H. Pugmire These extra stories are included in the hardcover edition: “New Feet Within My Garden Go” by E. Catherine Tobler “The Flaming Exodus of the Greifswald Grimoire” by J.T. Glover “Big Guy and Little Guy’s Survivalist Adventure” by Claude Lalumière" http://www.sfsignal.com/archives/2012/04/toc-fungi-edited-by-silvia-moreno-garcia-and-orrin-grey/

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

The Blood In My Mouth - Laird Barron

"A few minutes later a cow moose and her calf ambled into view. He dropped them with his .7mm, bang-bang, and we got busy gutting and quartering amid the swamp stink and the swarming bugs." 4 out of 5 http://imago1.livejournal.com/112731.html

Monday, April 9, 2012

Yakuza Novella Excerpt - Laird Barron

"Sweat trickled into the seams of Nanashi’s forehead, began to seep along his cheeks. He felt the stirrings of power, the surging vitality of a gorilla, a shark, a tiger. Fire kindled in the center of him, his flesh tingled and tightened and his asshole contracted to a marble. The sweet-bitter tastes of adrenaline cut with vodka prickled his tongue. A ferocious recklessness built within him not unlike the approaching climax of a sex act. He yawned, not quite ready, not quite there, but close."


3.5 out of 5

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