THE YEAR IS 1984 THE JOB IS SOUL-CRUSHING AND HE IS THE DEFECTIVE MAN actual 99th page: the EyeBeaMs. War was in the serials. In hindsight, the world was preparing us to make a choice that no child should ever have to make. We were deciding whether to go over seas and fight or stay home and become servants. The old lot at the end of the street was perfect for our games. It was the type of empty lot every child should have. In our heads it became Eastasie or Eurasia or even Mars. Our imaginations were fertile with youth and in that lot we fought dinosaurs and cowboys and anything else we...

TAKE THE ULTIMATE ROAD TRIP WITH A REAL MOTHER FUCKER actual 99th page: "It is lovely to see you again, Reiko," I told her and broke the awful silence that had fallen between us. "You look beautiful." This was true. Even after giving birth and then taking on an endless unforgiving job at the hospital she was still pretty. There was a certain youthful glow to her eyes that was very enticing. There was a girlish twist to her hair that was worn long and black, the same way she might have worn it as a child. There was still a glimmer of rose tint in her chubby cheeks and soft lips even as she...

9 short stories including: BURLAP KISS, TURPENTINE WINE, THE HATING, VIOLENT, BASTARD SON OF A DARK STAR, THE MOON IS BLOODY TONIGHT, HAREM OF THE DEAD, MAJESTY and THE BROKEN.

MEET SODOMITE, THE MOST DANGEROUS BLACK METAL BAND OF ALL actual 99th page: another place entirely. A place meant for the two of us." "Were the dreams ... erotic?" "Not at first. They were very innocent. See, we were together. But we weren't together in my house or at school. We were somewhere else. And there were other children, too. Lots of other children. When I got too scared, Alice held my hand. She told me to be brave. She told me that it would be over soon." "That's sweet." "But, like I said, I never talked to her in class. Not once. And I know she didn't particularly care for me....

Country Black metal Goth Blues actual 99th page: "Sometimes," I tell him in a cloud of green smoke. "I know that all I ever wanted to be was miserable. Now I have that misery, in spades. I don't think I want to be sad anymore, dude." "Spades? Ha ha ha ... hee hee hee." Always giggling at nothing, laughing at jokes only he can hear. Punchlines sort of swarm around Shitcan like flies but only he gets them. "I don't even know what happiness is anymore." "Well, you have to find it. Same way I did. Happiness ain't gonna find you." "I don't know where to look." "Fuck, man. You're still the same...

A WHITE TRASH FANTASY FROM THE WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS actual 99th page: A neigh cut the silence in half, like a silver dart thrown into a cork board. I looked up, wondering what could make a sound like that. It was metallic, like the mating call of honed razor blades. The horse was standing on the hill where the old me had been. What the symbolism is, I have no idea. I don't think there is any. It was the Quicksilver Stallion. The sun glinted and winked off its glistening silver skin. It was so bright it hurt my eyes, all shined and polished to perfection. I looked at the beast. The...

IN 2114 ROCK 'N ROLL IS STILL DANGEROUS actual 99th page: Aci shrugs as her mother takes her hand back. "You feel hot." "My room is stuffy," she whispers softly. "You don't look like you got much sleep," Milo says from over the edge of his paper. Their eyes meet and Aci averts her gaze, staring at the cold uneaten food on her plate. "Aci ..." "Shit," Milo explodes suddenly. "Tell me you didn't do what I think you did Did you? That boy? The one who called this morning? Did he ..." Their daughter gives away no information. She is frozen under glass. Immoveable. Unknowable. Unreachable. Milo...