Wayne Kyle Spitzer
Author
Description
It wasn't long before Erik was sound asleep, snoring and sniffing, coughing and swallowing. They were climbing now, up the side of Mount Olive whose peak was enshrouded in a sinister gray mist. On a clear day you could see all of the Anchor Rock valley from here; not so tonight. Tonight it was but a vast pool of nearly impenetrable fog, beneath which Sheila could just make out the glowing, yellow lights of Anchor Rock proper. And she supposed she...
Author
Description
I wish I could say that when Benson and his gang showed up we drew on some previously unknown strength and kicked their Rich Kid asses; that we chased them all the way back to their fancy cars and tucked and rolled seats and kicked in their doors and fenders; although we really would do that later, not to them personally but to guys like them, in those dog days immediately after high school-when Orley had yet to join the Army and I'd yet to lose my...
Author
Description
A story about a man and his dinosaur and the post-apocalyptic wild west. And were-raptors.
He fell silent and doubled over as someone punched him in the stomach, then toppled completely as someone else shoved him. And then, suddenly, there was a cry-a cry that sounded as though it had come from Ank and yet utterly different from any Williams had ever heard. A warbling, frightened, pitiful cry-the kind an animal might make if it were sinking into...
Author
Series
Description
First came the time-storm, which erased half the population. Then came the dinosaur apocalypse.How did it all begin? That depends on where you were and who you ask. In some places it started with the weather-which quickly became unstable and began behaving in impossible ways. In still others it started with the lights in the sky, which shifted and pulsed and could not be explained. Elsewhere it started with the disappearances: one here, a few there,...
Author
Series
Description
Jonesing for a drive-in theater and a hotrod El Camino?
It's the dawn of the 1970s and everything is changing. The war in Vietnam is winding down. So is the Apollo Space Program. The tiny northwestern city of Spokane is about to host a World's Fair. But the Watergate Hearings and the re-entry of Skylab and the eruption of Mount Saint Helens are coming... as are killer bees and Ronald Reagan.
Enter 'The Kid,' a panic-prone, hyper-imaginative boy...
Author
Description
There was a single, sharp tap of the drums followed by a rapid succession of beats as the crushed velvet curtains spread and the audience gasped: for Tran had taken her position in the box and was even now being secured as Williams struck a gunfighter pose and his hand hovered next to his weapon.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I think it goes without saying," said the announcer over the speaker system, "Do not try this at home."
Williams relaxed his entire...
Author
Description
An omnibus of science-fiction, fantasy and horror stories from Wayne Kyle Spitzer, author of the Witch Doctor and Dinosaur Apocalypse series…
It is raining. That's the first thing I notice, the first thing that tells me I am no longer in the cockpit. The second is that I'm bleeding-bleeding from the leg, which is making it difficult to press the attack. The third is that I'm dying-as is my opponent-dying beneath a blood red sky.
"It is finished,"...
Author
Series
Description
Welcome to Black Sheep: Unique Tales of Terror and Wonder, an extraordinary anthology magazine that transcends the boundaries of science-fiction, fantasy, and horror. Prepare to embark on a thrilling journey through the darkest corners of the human imagination, where the ordinary becomes extraordinary, and the mundane transforms into a realm of unspeakable terror and awe-inspiring wonder.Within these pages, you'll discover a collection of captivating...
Author
Series
Description
dark horse/ˈdärk ˈˌhrs/noun1. a candidate or competitor about whom little is known but who unexpectedly wins or succeeds."a dark-horse candidate" Join us for a monthly tour of writers who give as good as they get. From hard science-fiction to stark, melancholic apocalypses; from Lovecraftian horror to zombies and horror comedy; from whimsical interludes to tales of unlikely compassion--whatever it is, if it's weird, it's here. So grab a seat before...
Author
Description
"Take the fatal shot," said Horseshoe. He must have laid down his rifle because I remember him helping to steady my own. "Easy now, you'll own this forever-" I stared the thing in the eye and squeezed the trigger.
It threw back its head, rising up. It gasped for breath, spitting more blood. It barked at the sky. Then it fell, head thumping against the deck. Its serpentine neck slumped. The rest of its blood spread over the boards and rolled around...
Author
Series
Description
Join us for a monthly tour of writers who give as good as they get. From hard science-fiction to stark, melancholic apocalypses; from Lovecraftian horror to zombies and horror comedy; from whimsical interludes to tales of unlikely compassion--whatever it is, if it's weird, it's here. In this issue: THE RAISING OF HESTER MACRAEE.M. Anderson QUERY LETTERRiley Winchester OCTOBER MARDI GRASMary Jo Rabe SHE AIN'T HEAVYAnthony Ferguson THE SQUARE OF STARSLaurence...
12) The Sex War
Author
Description
In a future time and place … a Gender War reaches its terrifying zenith. Welcome to the future, where women have been infected with a virus that turns them into witches and men have formed a militarized cult to exterminate them-the Witch Doctors. You can survive here, if you're lucky; but only if you swear to one of the dominant practices-Puritanism or witchcraft-and are willing to check your humanity at the door in the process. Because in the future,...
Author
Description
It was the first night of the Sacrificium, a night of sacrifice and death, a night when the black coins tendered in the Lottery would be tendered back. It was also the Hora Mille Semitis, the Hour of a Thousand paths-for that is the day the Sacrificium had fallen on this year-the hour when best friends might become enemies, when lovers of longstanding might betray oaths, the hour in which anything and everything was possible. And the alignment was...
Author
Series
Description
The ground trembled suddenly and the remnants of the cage rattled as a minor Ursaquake shook the glade, and the sun orb went from gold to orange. A horse whinnied in the distance and Dravidian looked out across Parvus' homestead to see a great steed leap up in its corral. The slightest push against the dilapidated boards would have freed it-but the creature either did not know or did not care. The horse, however mighty, knew its place. It knew in...
Author
Description
dark horse/ˈdärk ˈˌhrs/noun1. a candidate or competitor about whom little is known but who unexpectedly wins or succeeds."a dark-horse candidate"Join us for a monthly tour of writers who give as good as they get. From hard science-fiction to stark, melancholic apocalypses; from Lovecraftian horror to zombies and horror comedy; from whimsical interludes to tales of unlikely compassion--whatever it is, if it's weird, it's here. So grab a seat before...
Author
Description
"Take the fatal shot," said Horseshoe. He must have laid down his rifle because I remember him helping to steady my own. "Easy now, you'll own this forever-" I stared the thing in the eye and squeezed the trigger.
It threw back its head, rising up. It gasped for breath, spitting more blood. It barked at the sky. Then it fell, head thumping against the deck. Its serpentine neck slumped. The rest of its blood spread over the boards and rolled around...
17) Golem
Author
Description
I watched as Aaron approached one of the workbenches and fetched an intricately-crafted gold box."Ah, yes. The shem, you see, is what gives the golem its power-thank you, son, a sheynem dank. It is what gives it the ability to move and become animated."I glanced at Aaron, who only looked back at me uncertainly, as his father approached the golem and opened the box, the gold plating of which gleamed like a fire before the candelabrums. "This one consists...
Author
Description
From The Dragons of Autumn:May became June, which became July, which became August, and I didn't see Ghost … although I left him something every day, something which was always gone when I returned, at least at first. By September, however, he'd stopped taking what I left him completely-nor would he appear when called-and I began to worry. That would have been about the time I started getting serious with Jenny-holding hands at the indoor skating...
Author
Description
From The Fields Tinged with Red:"Mm." He spat for the first time that morning and looked out over the green fields. "Any sign of our friend?""Not hide nor sickle-claw."But Teddy had focused on something; something out by the freshly painted barn (which nonetheless leaned precariously; a result of the hurricane-like winds that had attended the Flashback, no doubt), and frowned. "You sure about that?""What do you mean?" Nick followed his gaze but saw...
Author
Series
Description
"He refocused on Blotto just as the smile faded from the man's lips and his mouth drew tightly closed, as if he were desperately trying to stifle a belch. His eyes shown suddenly wide and intense, yet their expression had not changed so much as become frozen in stasis. His shapeless body jerked once, his flesh seemed to roll as does water in a boat's wake, and then his fat lips were parted by what first seemed his tongue, but was revealed to be a...