Weird Stories

A #weird tales $1.99 pre-sale ends today—so get your paws on the Rabbit Hole anthology while it’s still strange, possibly with faces coming out of the rain, even (here’s a link, as I don’t see the direct link in Sue’s blog post, unless you navigate on over to the Mellow Curmudgeon’s page, which is highly recommended also, but just in case you don’t, et voilà: https://www.books2read.com/u/4jDvXk).

Please do check it out if you’ve got a few extra bucks, knowing that not only have you supported independent authors but you’ve also helped the Against Malaria Foundation and people in malaria-prone locales, because at least a portion of proceeds from this #speculativefiction anthology will be donated. #amwriting #amreading #shortstories #againstmalaria #Halloween2018reads

Space, Time, and Raspberries

Halloween is the last day to pre-order this excellent collection of weird stories for only $1.99. (For a taste of their tone, see a few of their blurbs below.) Beginning November 1, the ebook price will be $2.99, or you can have a paperback book to hold in your hands for $12.50.

It will be an intriguing addition to your library, and would make a welcome gift for anyone who cherishes a few hours of escape from Normal — or even the New Normal.

1a, The Rabbit Hole Cover art by Ian Bristow

Foggy
A father and daughter’s boating trip is ambushed by a mysterious, underwater tormentor.

I Should’ve Known Better
There’s just one thing wrong with his beautiful luxury apartment: it’s a transdimensional portal.  Will the Flying Demon Things get him before he gets one of the centaur Babes?

The Scroll and the Silver Kazoo
You never know who (or what) will show…

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The More The Scarier!

Woop, woop, it’s a Halloween Blog Party!!! Let’s all put on our best running shoes and get to Donna’s house, as long as it’s not on Elm Street, Lucifer Drive, etc. She’s definitely the (g)hostess with the mostest fun!

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https://yadadarcyyada.com/2018/10/26/haunted-halloween-blog-party/Bloggers and readers of every age.
Wouldn’t you like tosee something strange?
Come with me and you will see.
This, our blog party of Halloween!
Share it once, share it twice.
Take a chance and roll the dice.
Ride with the moon in the dead of night.
Everybody scream, everybody scream!

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In this blog party (share your links to your or others blog posts, books, social media, whatever!) of Halloween!

The more the scarier!!! #TheMoreTheScarier

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  • Memories shape our lives and we cling to them as a witch clings to her flying broom (or vacuum). Some memories are comforting, others haunting. Do you remember the first time you heard: One-Eyed, One-Horned Flying Purple People Eater? How about Monster Mash? Thriller? Dead Man’s Party…https://yadadarcyyada.com/2018/10/26/haunted-halloween-blog-party/Sympathy for the Devil, Time Warp, (Don’t Fear) The Reaper, Devil Went Down To Georgia?https://yadadarcyyada.com/2018/10/26/haunted-halloween-blog-party/Dragula, Welcome to my Nightmare, This Is Halloween…Who You Gonna…

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Something Lost, Something Trivial

Attend a Stellar Poetry Reading in Texas!

Friend Bob Okaji and others will be providing your soul with a healing dose of what I like to call “poetry Rx” on Saturday, October 20, at Malvern Books in #Austin (Texas). This #poem is an example of his work. Go, listen, learn, enjoy! #poetry #amreading #amlistening

O at the Edges

broom

Something Lost, Something Trivial

Another word, another bewildered
moment in transition: the phrase
barely emerges from your mouth
before crumbling back into a half-opened
drawer in the loneliest room of a house
that died seventeen years ago.

I nod as if in understanding, and stoop
to pick up a crushed drinking straw,
the kind with the accordion elbow
that facilitates adjustment.

From a rooftop across the street,
a mockingbird warbles his
early morning medley of unrelated
songs, and you say left oblique,
followed by matches, then
collapse on a bench,
winded. I sit next to you

and we both enjoy the warmth
and birdsong, though I know
this only through the uplifted
corner of your mouth, which
these days is how you indicate
either deep pleasure or

fear. I have to leave soon,
I say, and you grab my wrist
and stare into my eyes.
Broom

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