I am very pleased to (somewhat belatedly) announce that I have sold a short story to The Edge of Propinquity, the very same electronic magazine which once upon a time published my Sparrow Hill Road serial (oh, let me tell you about Rose Marshall...). I'm so pleased to be a part of this publication again, even if it's only for a visit, and not for keeps.
So it is without further ado that I tell you to go forth and read about Uncle Sam, the founding of America, why girls go to the bathroom in groups, and how Chinese restaurants can save your life, if you let them.
Utterly creepy. I wish there were more stories attached to it! Still fantastic standalone. Oh, and it casts a whole new light on my local theater bathroom. I've always found it innately creepy. It's a little too dim, and a little too quiet for being wedged between two cinemas, and it always has this eerie chill, as though some unspeakable horror occurred there.
...Now I want to write a suitable horror to explain it. Though Uncle Sam visiting would make a lot of sense.
That is so much creepier when you work in a city (Troy, NY) that boasts, "The birthplace of Uncle Sam!" as you're driving in. There's a statue, a parade, even a local chocolatier. I'm also told there's a gravestone, but I'm not one to tromp through old graveyards to look.
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I have always scoffed at going to the bathroom in groups. Hmmm... ;)
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October 26 2011, 03:44:46 UTC 5 years ago
Very creepy; and now I have to go do the night shift by myself at the hotel where I work. *grin*
October 26 2011, 14:53:05 UTC 5 years ago
October 26 2011, 05:28:54 UTC 5 years ago
*marks to read later when it is not the middle of the night*
October 26 2011, 14:53:13 UTC 5 years ago
October 26 2011, 18:20:07 UTC 5 years ago
Dang.
Um, so...
Does reading the story do the same thing as hearing it?
She asks nervously.
October 26 2011, 19:06:00 UTC 5 years ago
October 26 2011, 19:04:11 UTC 5 years ago
Being a geek, I also recognized the name "Samael" from "Hellboy." He was not pleasant there, either.
October 26 2011, 19:06:10 UTC 5 years ago
He rarely is.
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October 26 2011, 23:18:20 UTC 5 years ago
Oh, and it casts a whole new light on my local theater bathroom. I've always found it innately creepy. It's a little too dim, and a little too quiet for being wedged between two cinemas, and it always has this eerie chill, as though some unspeakable horror occurred there.
...Now I want to write a suitable horror to explain it. Though Uncle Sam visiting would make a lot of sense.
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Brava!
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