Short Fiction

The Great God Pan By Arthur Machen/Auld

Published in 1894, Arthur Machen’s novella The Great God Pan was declared immoral by many reviewers of the time. It has survived and was partially responsible for the idea of hidden dimensions behind reality. A world of monsters. HP Lovecraft was a colleague of Machen’s and they shared the same interest in that notion, which continues to influence modern day writers such as Stephen King.

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Week 494: Mendacity; Come Home Rutherford B. Hayes; Cool Stories to Beat the Heat; Health Tonics

Mendacity and RBH

Ostriches do not stick their heads in the sand to avoid the Awful Truth. That mendacity has been around since Roman times and should be purged from the metaphor store. Only people behave that way, and when an animal does the same, you can rest assured that she/he is only mocking you.

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The Old Guitarist by Dale W Barrigar

I saw a little man riding a child’s bicycle in Berwyn, Illinois, outside Chicago, on the sidewalk, along Roosevelt Road. He was carrying a guitar; this was the first thing that caught my attention. The guitar was strapped over his back. But it was also slung down partly across the side of his body so he could cuddle it with one arm while he steered the bike with the other and pedaled the small pedals with his small legs.

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Cold by Terry Sanville

Nobody hitchhikes anymore. That went out in the ’60s when Nam vets and the hippies with their thumbs out could be found along any West Coast highway. But hitchhiking in January? Even some stoned freak knew better. Besides, it’s 2024 and I’m almost 80. This is stupid, really stupid. Maybe I can blame my poor judgment on dementia. But then, if I can understand what dementia is all about, I probably don’t have it.

I’ve already bit my tongue; I taste blood. I can’t feel the ends of my fingers. I’m such an idiot.

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The Universal Absorbent by Phoebe Reeves

The City found itself with a problem: what began as a natural hole in the earth where Its citizens had thrown away their evil had helter-skeltered into a voracious toxic Abyss. The City thought it could wash it away by pouring water down the hole, but that only made the evil float to the surface. It had heard about an Angel that was sent to another place to deal with the problem of evil and that that place had finally (and stupidly, so thought The City proudly as It would never be as stupid as that Other Place) destroyed The Angel and that microscopic pieces of The Angel drifted about the land wreaking vengeance.

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Birds by Sarah Macallister

We all worried. Ever since he came back from Glasgow, Uncle Neil seemed different, jauntier. And it wasn’t just the new hat. He strutted around the village, singing in an uneven baritone. Whistling. To be honest, we thought he’d bagged someone and felt sorry for Auntie Sandy. But it wasn’t that.

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Project Nüwa by Wanying Zhang

Palms slick with sweat, Daji paced around her penthouse waiting for Goddess Nüwa’s arrival. She hiccupped and noticed writhing shadows behind her. She drew in her eight fox tails that had kept slipping from her human figure since she summoned Nüwa about an hour ago. Today marked the hundredth anniversary of the creation of Project Nüwa. She sipped from a glass of a thousand-year-old baijiu and cast her gaze over Beijing’s city lights, a dense kaleidoscope of blue and white LEDs juxtaposed against flashing neon billboards. The World Trade Center, a sleek curtain of glass walls reaching upward, stood as a commanding presence against the city’s skyline. Rain splattered against the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the urban sprawl below into an impressionist painting.

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Sunday Whoever

Mason Yates only has a small number of stories on the site but we were all delighted when we were able to send his first acceptance. We have been so impressed with his tenacity, and his constant professionalism. He made a very positive impression and so we thought it would be fun to find out more about him. Thank’s Mason for these throughtful responses.

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Could you write a story with purple or lilac as the main story line?

I feel like I could write a story with anything in the title, but I’m not sure if it will be good or not.  However, I’m starting to feel like I might have to write a story with purple or lilac in the title.  It might be a good writing exercise.

Bubble baths…Why?

  • Not much of a bath person… unless I’m in desperate need of relaxation.  In that case, yes, I might take a bubble bath.

Best decade for music?

  • I think the best decade for music was the 1970s because of favorites of mine such as David Bowie, CCR, The Rolling Stones, Pink Floyd, The Clash, etcetera.

Best decade for films?

  • I have to say the 1960s had to be best decade for movies.  Alfred Hitchcock came out with a few, and Stanley Kubrick came out with some of his bests.  I especially like other director’s films such as Rosemary’s Baby, Planet of the Apes, The Great Escape, Dr. No, Andrei Rublev, and more.

What is the point of a point?

  • To make a point.

‘The Exorcist’ – Hilarious or scary?

  • Definitely hilarious… especially nowadays.

Would you ever try a cheese and jam sandwich?? (Any red jam!)

  • Depends on the kind of cheese.

Why?

  • Hell, I don’t know.

Red or White?

  • What about blue?

What does a bird in the hand really do? 

  • Sink its talons into your flesh?

Best song you have heard from 1986?

  • Sledgehammer” by Peter Gabriel

Greatest 1970’s Movie

  • I really like Papillon.

Trump, what does that mean?

  • I’m guessing the President??

What topic(s) would you not take on?

  • Racism and pedophilia.

What in your opinion is the best line you’ve written?

  • There’s a handful of lines that I’ve written that have stuck with me, but for the sake of this interview, let me take a line from a story that has been published on this site before:  ‘On the contrary, there happened to be something special about the empty terrain and lonesome interstate; a grand space, no doubt, stationed somewhere underneath a cloudless sky, where the mind could wander infinite realms in search of hidden subconscious thoughts and unlock them and ponder their purpose; and perhaps his inner views or opinions or speculations would lead him to other conjectures or insane ideas, such as how his insignificance pleased him, a mere nomad on one planet out of trillions, an average man.’  This is taken from “Southbound Traveler.”

Would you write what you would consider shite for money?

  • Nah. I’m a major perfectionist.  Not saying every story I’ve ever written is perfect—far from it, to be honest—but I have to make my writing as perfect as I’m able to at that time, so I couldn’t purposefully write something I deem as shitty.  

Will you ever go Woke with your writing and use pronoun / non-descript characters and explore sensitive issues in an understanding and sensitive way?

  • For the individual character: maybe.  For the story’s theme: no.  I try to write what my heart feels, and carefully writing stories about sensitive issues isn’t really my thing.

Type something surprising.

  • The CIA used to experiment with DMT to contact entities called the elves, and these elves basically told them plans to control humankind.

Do you see something different in a mirror that others don’t when they look at you?

  • A shaggy-haired goofball faking it until he makes it.

The future – Bleak or hopeful?

  • Very, very hopeful.

What would you like to like as you hate that you hate it?

  • I wish I could like video games.  I only find a few enjoyable, but everyone seems to play them, so I wish I could see the intrigue.

Records? Tapes? Or CDs? or Saved on a Device?

  • Records.  I like the nostalgic ambience they bring.

What genre you don’t write in would you like to try?

  • I’ve never written anything with much fantasy.  I’d like to write about wizards and swords and knights and dragons and all that.

Bonus question (worth double points): What percentage of their time do Dogs spend thinking about food?

  • Probably 24/7.  I know my dog does.

Who was your English teacher and did she know about your writing ambitions. 

  • I’ve had a lot of English teachers.  Only a handful knew.  A couple really pressured me to better my writing, and for that, I’m thankful.

How long after you left school was it before you wrote anything aimed at publication

  • I published multiple stories in college!

If you have an idea for a story in the middle of the supermarket what action do you take?

  • I let it sit in my head.  Eventually, it grows into a story.

Do you find ideas come to you randomly or only when you sit down to write.

  • Mostly randomly.  But sometimes ideas come into my head when I write, too.  I find it best when I wake up in the middle of the night and have ideas, almost like something downloaded into my brain in the blink of an eye.

Have you ever been on a writing retreat and if so how was it?

  • Never been on a retreat, but in elementary school I went to a writing camp for two weeks one summer.  It was fun.  Got to meet lots of kids with other writing ambitions.

What is the worst film version of a book that you’ve seen?

  • The Dark Tower movie was such a letdown.

What invention has been the downfall of the 20 / 21st century?

  • iPhone

How do you get kids to read?

  • Introduce them to actual fun books rather than shove the usual classics down their throat.  A classic here and there is fine, but for the most part, give kids intriguing books for their age.  They’ll eventually grow up to enjoy classic literature.   

If you had no bottle opener, how would you open a beer?

  • Use the side of a fridge or doorframe.  Yes, it works.

How many friends and family ask how your writing is going?

  • My dad and friends always ask how it’s going, and when it’s been a while since they have seen a publication, someone will always reach out and ask when the next one is coming.

Has anything you have written told you something about yourself you did not know (good or bad)?

  • To be honest, no.  I’m kind of an open book.

Do you regret having a certain item published?

  • Maybe some of my early stories.  They’re full of errors.

Do you have a work that has been repeatedly rejected that still means a lot to you?

  • There’s a story I wrote called “Another Call” that I really like.  It’s short, but I think it hits on grief, desperation, and lost love fairly well—or well enough, at least.
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Week 493 – If You’re Going To Knock It Down!!!! Mean Machine!!!! And A Nod To You Joe!!!!!

I hope you all have been enjoying the Olympics. I love most of the sports and enjoy watching those that I don’t even understand. (Yachting for example – Who the fuck can see who is winning??

Sorry to all the folks who adore Surfing but unless there is a circling shark, it’s shit to watch!)

And before any sensitive tells me that their gran was eaten by a shark – I apologise. (Bet the shark got the shits!!!)

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A Nice Day by Gene Bray

Red Hook Brooklyn 10am. I wake up and look out my 11th floor window.

 Oh my God. The sky.  I’m blasted. I’m overwhelmed. By blue. But not just any blue. Royal Blue. Stunning Royal Blue from horizon to horizon. It’s usually a dirty, featureless gray  

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