WORLD WAR Z MOVIE GUEST BLOG
August 17, 2010 Announcements
Our editor’s guest blog at Reelz Channel is now available on their site.
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WARNING: Stories on this site may contain mature language and situations, and may be inappropriate for readers under the age of 18.
WORLD WAR Z MOVIE GUEST BLOG
August 17, 2010 Announcements
Our editor’s guest blog at Reelz Channel is now available on their site.
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REELZ CHANNEL INTERVIEW
August 16, 2010 Announcements
Just a quick note that our editor was featured in a recent interview piece about the upcoming World War Z movie on the film fan site Reelz Channel. A follow-up guest blog entry is forthcoming.
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COOKERS by Matt Piskun
August 10, 2010 Short stories Tags: unique zombies
The flowers looked hungry. The blossoms turned their stem-necks towards the family as they walked by. Filaments rippled and gnashed together like teeth as ovules vibrated with pangs of starvation.
A red grevillea reached toward Brie. Straining at its roots, tiny red petals, barbed at the end, reached out for flesh. Grandma brought down her machete chopping the head off the flower. It fell to the ground with a tiny squeal and rolled down an embankment into a swarming mass of tangled weeds. (more…)
LITTLE SURFLE GRRRRRL by Helen R. Peterson
Poetry Tags: poem
She rises early to scrub her flesh in brimstone
and ashes, waxes her board to surf the waves
of undead coming through the gate, their shoulders
bent at just the right angles. Her skin glows sulfur, (more…)
UNTIL DEATH DO US PART by Nick Lloyd
August 3, 2010 Humorous,Short stories Tags: Nick Lloyd
The four figures sat in their large plush leather chairs watching the old, bulky television on the far side of the large room. A fire burned in the fireplace off to one side, the flames casting the only other illumination in the room. The walls were lined with pictures of famous people, all now long dead. Einstein, Mozart and Hitler to name a few. Trophies covered the entire mantle piece and filled glass cabinets, ranging from sword fighting to horse riding to `slimmer of the year`. All of them were for first place. Cigar smoke drifted slowly around the ceiling.
Each of the seated figures was as different to the others as they could be. The first figure was huge, and not due to fat but pure muscle. Every inch of him was a bulging mass of rippling muscle with think veins like worms crawling across his exposed skin. His neck was easily the size of a normal man’s waist. He wore tight red vest top and denim shorts, with a red baseball cap sat backwards on his head. A large cigar, twice the size of a mans finger, was gripped between his teeth. (more…)