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Featured author for June
We are proud to showcase the fiction of prolific author Jeffrey Thomas, whose story ''Fallen,'' is the featured story of the June premiere issue.
Jeffrey Thomas
Jeffrey Thomas is the author of such novels asDeadstock (finalist for the John W. Campbell Award), Blue War, Monstrocity (finalist for the Bram Stoker Award), Letters from Hades, The Fall of Hades and A Nightmare on Elm Street: The Dream Dealers, and such short story collections as Punktown, Nocturnal Emissions, Voices from Hades, Voices from Punktown, Unholy Dimensions and (with his brother Scott Thomas) Punktown: Shades of Grey. Several of his books have been translated into German, Russian, Greek, Polish and Taiwanese editions. His stories have appeared in the anthologies The Year’s Best Fantasy and Horror, The Year’s Best Horror Stories, Leviathan 3, The Thackery T. Lambshead Pocket Guide to Eccentric & Discredited Diseases and The Solaris Book of New Science Fiction. Thomas lives in Massachusetts. His blog can be found athttp://punktalk.punktowner.com.
Coming June 15th:
Jalagee / by Noah Copley
Return to Jalagee. In this continuation story of Late Season, the dead rise.
Excerpt:
Babe Waller is sweeter speaking dead than he ever was alive.
"Wake up, Marty."
Marty takes a full second to become fully alert. He is out of his parents‟ king-sized bed and on his bare feet a second later.
"Hello, son." The thick door opens and with a Clint Eastwood stride, Babe Waller comes in. He is as Marty remembers him. Devilishly handsome with boyish dimples, he smiles his award winning, follow me straight to Hell, smile. His face is clean. He wears his miner‟s blues, the orange reflectors coloring his face pumpkin in the gloom. He says so persuasively, authoritatively, "It‟s time to go digging."
"I‟m not going again," Marty says. His hands are clenched and raised.
Babe Waller. "Oh, yes, you are. You‟re my son and you owe me."
"You‟re dead."
"I‟ve been dead for a month…no, two. That hasn‟t stopped you yet. Who is it that has put you in the good graces of the sheriff and the community, Marty?"
Marty grumbles back in his throat.
Babe Waller smiles bigger. "Who helped you locate those bodies for Elaine Watts?"
"Go away."
"Who made you the big man in town?"
"Dad…"
―Marty?
Babe Waller raises his eyebrows as a father might, patiently expecting an answer. The right answer.
"You did, dad."
"Good. Now go put on your digging clothes and let‟s go."
"Who are we digging up tonight?"
―Me, son.
And why should Marty be surprised? On auto-pilot, he goes through the motions finding his effects, his digging equipment…
…it was easier when Little Josh Blankenship or Zoey Wells or even
mom showed up when he slept. Them, he didn‟t listen to. Dad,on the other hand…
"Ok, dad. I‟m ready."
Return to Jalagee. In this continuation story of Late Season, the dead rise.
Excerpt:
Babe Waller is sweeter speaking dead than he ever was alive.
"Wake up, Marty."
Marty takes a full second to become fully alert. He is out of his parents‟ king-sized bed and on his bare feet a second later.
"Hello, son." The thick door opens and with a Clint Eastwood stride, Babe Waller comes in. He is as Marty remembers him. Devilishly handsome with boyish dimples, he smiles his award winning, follow me straight to Hell, smile. His face is clean. He wears his miner‟s blues, the orange reflectors coloring his face pumpkin in the gloom. He says so persuasively, authoritatively, "It‟s time to go digging."
"I‟m not going again," Marty says. His hands are clenched and raised.
Babe Waller. "Oh, yes, you are. You‟re my son and you owe me."
"You‟re dead."
"I‟ve been dead for a month…no, two. That hasn‟t stopped you yet. Who is it that has put you in the good graces of the sheriff and the community, Marty?"
Marty grumbles back in his throat.
Babe Waller smiles bigger. "Who helped you locate those bodies for Elaine Watts?"
"Go away."
"Who made you the big man in town?"
"Dad…"
―Marty?
Babe Waller raises his eyebrows as a father might, patiently expecting an answer. The right answer.
"You did, dad."
"Good. Now go put on your digging clothes and let‟s go."
"Who are we digging up tonight?"
―Me, son.
And why should Marty be surprised? On auto-pilot, he goes through the motions finding his effects, his digging equipment…
…it was easier when Little Josh Blankenship or Zoey Wells or even
mom showed up when he slept. Them, he didn‟t listen to. Dad,on the other hand…
"Ok, dad. I‟m ready."
The author:
Noah Copley, the author of Late Season and Of Monsters, is a Marshall University graduate with his Master's of Arts in Teaching in English. Noah is currently researching the Bible and writing his next novel. Lost Souls Magazine is proud to announce that his new book, Jalagee, will be the first novel to be published under the new Lost Souls Magazine imprint.
You may find out more about him at http://www.noahcopley.net
You may find out more about him at http://www.noahcopley.net