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Advent Calendar Dec 8th: NETTLESTINGS: A FAIRY TALE by Sarah Caulfield

It’s back! The blog advent calendar. I enjoyed last year’s blog theme last year—re-reading twenty-four books of my youth—so much, so this year I’m applying the same approach to short stories, trawling through a myriad bunch of collections and anthologies I’ve read in the last few years. 409 more words

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Chapter 26 - The Joint-Eater

Heathrow doesn’t bother to explain as we make our way back down into the mound. We’d waited long enough for EMS and the cleanup squad to show up; thankfully they dosed us with just enough uisghe to staunch the worst of our injuries. 2,200 more words

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Chapter 25 - The Nightmares of Under-London

My heart beats a deadly tattoo against the back of my throat as we zig-zag through the crowd, the Sluagh at our heels. Beneath me, Black Shuck’s muscles bunch and flex as he gallops onward. 2,671 more words

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The Unnatural Philosophy of Kit March: Homecoming

Tes Alden, collector of words, rescuer of books and counter of objects, knows ze isn’t like everyone else. This wouldn’t be such a problem if everybody else didn’t struggle with it. 10,540 more words

Writing

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The main Hall of the Palace was filled with sudden silence as Rhyshladlyn stood and walked around the royal table to accept the missive held out by the currier who was breathing heavily, dressed in the silver and maroon livery of the Eighth Qishir, silver eyes wide as ey bowed low, hands clasped together in front of em, before ey promptly turned and took off at a run back out of the Hall. 1,600 more words

Advent Calendar '16 - Dec 5th: AUTHOR'S NOTE by Steve Berman

It’s back! The blog advent calendar. I enjoyed last year’s blog theme last year—re-reading twenty-four books of my youth—so much, so this year I’m applying the same approach to short stories, trawling through a myriad bunch of collections and anthologies I’ve read in the last few years. 446 more words

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“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Anis thundered as he swung into Rhyshladlyn’s rooms, clear blue eyes the color of a winter sky with the worry-born anger that made the male’s skin glow faintly. 2,964 more words