by Randy Streu, II
The last thing he remembers is the pain. The excruciating pain that came out of nowhere and seemed to envelop his entire body.
And before that, the two of them, walking.
“Zombie Horrorku – Christmas Eve”
by Joshua Gage
Three submissions sent and discovered that one sub got lost in electron limbo and had to be re-sent. Got an 11-day rejection, and 8-month-15-day rejection, and a 22-day rejection. 3760 words down over the last two weeks with 2660 of it on the novel which is now at over 39,000 words. Looks like my goal to have the novel finished before the end of this year won’t happen, alas.
I’m also hoping to get a new column started (preferably through a paying venue) and there’s a possibility that Fear and Trembling might have a yearly anthology in the works to be co-edited by me and Ty Schwamberger (still waiting on Bill to give the go-ahead, assuming we have the funds for it). Instead of it being a “best of” antho, we’re thinking on making it a themed antho instead.
Which leads me to a question. What are your thoughts on F&T? Do you like it as a weekly updated webzine or would you be willing to wait for an annnual antho in your hands to have on your shelf? The obvious answer would be both, but if you had to choose between the two, which would you prefer?
“The Island Box”
by Jade Smith
Words appeared in the sand. “FOLLOW ME.” “How?” he asked, mesmerized. It had never invited him in before.
This had to be a new level of the game—
“In Vino Veritas”
by Damon Lord
It’s maybe the biggest risk of my life—or un-life, as I prefer to call it.
Four submissions, one query, one rejection, and 2000 words. I’m now over one-third finished with the novel.
The day job still has me cut down to two days, and searching for another job has so far been futile. The freelance end hasn’t been much better either, but at least I’ve seen some money from it. Not much, but some.
Sigh. I knew I should’ve invested in gold five years ago when I had the chance to.
Two submissions, one query, and 7000 words. The novel is now at 36,500 words. So far so good.
I’m also looking for a new job as well to offset the cut hours at my dayjob. Unfortunately, I can’t just up and quit the day job right now because my glasses broke, and the insurance I signed up on through said day job won’t kick in until January.
Irish luck right there.