by Elizabeth Bear Dagmar was doomed to run. Feet in stiff, new trail shoes flexing, hitting. The sharp ache of each stride in knees no longer accustomed to the pressure. Her body, too heavy on the downhills, femur jarring into hip socket, each hop down like a blow against her soles....
Read MoreThe Year’s Best Dark Fantasy and Horror (Paula Guran) selection, 2013 Locus Awards Best Short Story 4th Place 7,000 Words In a sea of long grass and tiny yellow blueberry flowers some ways off of Route 1, just about halfway between Cobscook Bay and Passamaquoddy Bay, the town of...
Read MoreBy Robert Shearman For Susan, love was just something that crept up on her. There was no such thing as falling in love, falling simply wasn’t part of the process; the most Susan could manage would be an odd stumble every now and then. With Andrew there was no specific moment, nothing he...
Read MoreStephanie Jacob: Congratulations on being named the new editor at Apex Magazine. What about the position appealed to you? Are you excited to jump in and begin editing short fiction and poetry? Lynne M. Thomas: Thank you! I had been editing nonfiction for a while, and was excited at the...
Read MoreBy Stephanie Jacob Stephanie Jacob: Mother Nature is a dramatic image. The muted palette and striking imagery convey such power. Traditionally we see Mother Nature as an ethereal, bountiful being, bursting with color. What prompted you to create her darker side, a side that is...
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