“Piss off, Gillespie. I mean it.” Captain MacManus clutched the banister of the third floor landing, kicking the apartment door closed behind him. He swallowed hard as the faded, grime-crusted walls of the ancient tenement swayed before him. He took a deep breath, grimacing as…
Issue: October 2009
Shootout at the Windmills
I had been with Michael four years, close to five, and I thought that he was a good man. He had done a lot of bad things, but I thought [...]
The Boy Band
You have to understand: I’m putty in the hands of sad Asian men. Ever since I saw Jet Li’s wife get killed in “The One,” I’ve been the world’s biggest [...]
Changes
Do you know what they said to me one time when I was waiting for you? One of the doctors said, “Think of a balloon with many dots drawn on [...]
The Mistress of Baby Breath
When I find little babies left alone by their mothers, I take them and kiss them until their bright baby eyes shine with laughter, with joy. I carefully tuck the [...]
Soulless, by Gail Carriger
Miss Alexia Tarabotti is a spinster, a bluestocking, and a woman entirely without a soul—a rare condition which allows her to neutralize vampires, werewolves, and other manifestations of the supernatural. [...]
Beyond Chainsaws and Axe Murders: A Horror Primer
The genre of horror has developed a bad rap over the years, conjuring images of half-naked girls, masked men with axes, and a plot that leaves much to be desired. [...]
The Red Tree: An Interview With Caitlín R. Kiernan
Caitlín R. Kiernan’s broad and varied body of work pushes the boundaries of established classifications for literature. Her provocative stories move easily among genres and defy traditional constructs of style [...]