Posts Tagged "Issue 28"

Interview with Grá Linnaea, author of “Namasté Prime”

by on Sep 6, 2011 in Interviews | 0 comments

Interview by Stephanie Jacob SJ: Tether is a gritty, flawed character who has the ability to get under your skin. He is the kind of character that resonates with the reader and stays with them even after the story is told. Can you tell us about Tether’s development and what motivates him? GL: In the first draft Tether was more sympathetic, but less competent. The story wasn’t quite working, he just lucked into Ejiri and Namaste, but the more talented and jacked-in I made him, the more mercenary and disconnected from the world he became. I sat back and said, “Wow, how incredibly lonely this guy must be.” I realized that underneath the indifference,...

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Interview with Betsy Phillips, author of “Frank”

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Interview by Stephanie Jacob SJ: When we first start reading “Frank” there is a sense of normalcy. But in a few paragraphs we are given our first indication that this story is far from normal. “I could drive on out of here and be so far gone by the time he got back he’d never be able to find me.” I don’t say nothing. If she runs, I’ll have to bring her back. She can’t be hid enough that I can’t find her.” Can you describe how the idea for the story was developed? Do you begin with a basic idea for a plot or begin with a character that begs to be written? BP: “Frank” started simply enough. I wanted to try to write from the perspective of a man, to spend some...

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And Cut Down a Moment Later

by on Sep 6, 2011 in Poetry | 1 comment

By Erik Amundsen Light creep down the stairs, each day, a different plan of attack each angle a different disposition the great face plate of the sun, a golden shield, but beneath it, beautiful robes that you never see. And in his hands a sickle and a scythe, the corn bends up to tickle him and cut down a moment later. The women sing in rows, where a creek a river and a road run parallel, and the song so low so peaceful, makes you think it’s all over already. A warp in the sky, spots in the eye, the tower leans toward this bright new thing and cut down a moment later. Head aching with the sound, thin little threads of visions of heavens full of sweet popcorn and...

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The Improbable, Inevitable Domestication of the Great Old Ones: HP Lovecraft’s Iconic Influence on 21st-Century Fantastic Literature and Culture

by on Sep 6, 2011 in Nonfiction | 0 comments

by John H. Stevens “Monsters are fabulous at getting our attention.” — Pamela Coles “Why are games about Cthulhu so much fun?” — Steve Jackson Games’ Cthulhu product website. In his introduction to The Strange Sound of Cthulhu: Music Inspired by the Writings of H. P. Lovecraft, S.T. Joshi proclaimed that “[i]t is a tribute to H.P. Lovecraft’s universal appeal that he can elicit praise” and attention from a wide range of sources. “Clearly, different readers draw different types of nourishment from Lovecraft, and this diversity appeal [sic] augurs well for his survival….” The proliferation of...

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Gemphalon

by on Sep 6, 2011 in Short Fiction | 0 comments

by Elizabeth Engstrom The call came mid-sun. It was like a bell, or a chime, something Gemphalon had never heard before. He put down the piece of slate he’d chosen for the roof of his house and looked east. Desert wasteland stretched as far as his eyes could see, all the way to the yellow horizon. The suns were at their zenith, crossing overhead, the little one closer this time of year, but no less intense. Gemphalon rotated again, reached for the piece of slate, but then the call came again, scrolled right up the screen of his mind, and it was so clear that he could not ignore it. He straightened up and looked around. His house was almost finished. His design was sure...

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