[-short fiction, collaboration-] by Indie Sara: How did you get here? Boy: I followed you. Sara: Impossible. Boy: I only had to close my eyes the moment you vanished. Silence for a moment. Sara in her private Wonderland was right to be astonished. “By Invitation Only” was the law of her fantasy realm, yet here [...]

reNEWals

April 12, 2007 | Leave a Comment

[-commentary, writing, process-] by Nancy S.M. Waldman When I was a child, going to the library was about third on the ‘as good as it gets’ list for an activity that had the chance of coming along often. Only swimming and playing outside after dark could beat the joy of coming home with an armload [...]

The Dread

April 10, 2007 | Leave a Comment

[-short fiction-] by Alexandra Stobrawa flikr – © 05 – 07 He’d planned everything with the utmost care, bought the ticket, checked the schedule, prepared a printout with the travel instructions, telling him at which station he’d have to transfer from the street car to the subway. At breakfast he’d drank herbal tea instead of [...]

[-short short fiction-] by Indie The Great War of 2015 left little behind in its wake. No books, no flags, no photographs. Of course there were human survivors – there always are – because even the most thorough of annihilatory practices leaves unexpected havens somewhere, just as a tornado passing through a street levels one [...]

[-short short fiction-] by Indie © 2004 – 2007 inde all rights reserved The vicious pirates Peg Head Jones and his offspring Baby Face Barnacle were terrors from Costa Rica to the Caribbee and as far north as Cincinnati. In ’98 they jumped the early-morning line at an inland Toys R’ Us, making off with [...]

[-crackles!-] a collaboration by Nancy Chan & David Taylor [a Chan picture from China with Taylor words from London] No tags for this post.

Hacker Baby

March 23, 2007 | Leave a Comment

[-short short fiction-] by Indie Hacker baby was having fun. All he did was press a few buttons and No tags for this post.

[-fiction-] by Sherry D. Ramsey Space is dangerous. Accidents happen. Ektober and I stare at each other through the airlock chamber window. His grey eyes are stony and riveted on mine, blue and equally unyielding. We both appreciate that beyond the airlock death is waiting, cold and dark and lonely. “What are you going to [...]

The Dowsing

March 16, 2007 | 1 Comment

[-short fiction-] The Dowsing by Julie A. Serroul Mindy blinked tears from her wincing eyes. She trudged behind Tony, trying to focus on his boots instead of the snow which glinted the bright sunlight back at her in a thousand blinding crystals. The snow wouldn’t last long in this sun anyway, it was March and [...]