🪦 "Jason and the Golden Fleece" Somewhere in our near future, in a world slightly altered by an unknown event, life goes on as it always has. Bills must be paid and debts collected. Just as he frees himself from his inherited debts, a deeply depressed Jason finds himself in love with a woman from a 17th Century painting from his boss’s collection.
A freelance journalist and a forensic accountant team up to investigate a strange symbol the government is paying hand over fist to scrub from the public eye. Winston’s adventure takes him through shady prison experiments, a clandestine black site whose mission will give you nightmares, and the desecrated remains of a small town caught up in a cosmic crossfire.
The deeper Winston goes, the more he realizes he may not be the right man for the job…
"Conway frowned. He didn’t like these men, but he understood them. Violence wasn’t new, not to him nor to the world. Oatho had pulled the wings off many men, but their screams were worse than the violence itself. Was the butterfly screaming, its cries too delicate for the dull ears of men?"
"We had tea, and I witnessed my uncle turn from stone to something softer. Then, as night descended and our breath rolled out to meet our words, a crowd clamored outside. My uncle ran to bolt the door, but when he touched the metal, it turned to wood, and the mob had broken through within minutes."
Hmmm, should I tell you how many entered or make you wait and see..? I think I'll settle for a compromise and say that the number of entries is north of 10 😜 far, far better than the last contest (which was cancelled with only two entries).
💀 I’m adding a rhyming short story (not exactly poetry, but more like rhyming prose 😅) titled “Whose Woods These Are” about a carload of people who get stranded on a mountain during a blizzard. Here’s an excerpt:
💀 You think strange thoughts sometimes when you work the night shift. Coming home in the dark late at night, it’s easy to imagine that something in the darkness is out to get you.
If your imagination is like Tina’s, you might think how creepy it would be if the thin, dark gap between the wall and the vending machine at the end of the hall was really a doorway to some otherworldly dimension.
And then you might laugh the thought away as you grab your chips and resist the urge to run back to your apartment.
Josh was truly curious. He wanted to see the Japanese countryside while he was here. And he couldn’t help but wonder why so much effort was needed for a project that was only 20% of their grade.
Come pitch your series!
🪦 "Jason and the Golden Fleece" Somewhere in our near future, in a world slightly altered by an unknown event, life goes on as it always has. Bills must be paid and debts collected. Just as he frees himself from his inherited debts, a deeply depressed Jason finds himself in love with a woman from a 17th Century painting from his boss’s collection.
If you like movies like "Drive" or "Time to Hunt" with a touch of romance and magical realism, you might enjoy this! https://bmaya.substack.com/p/the-golden-fleece?r=2bqhzt&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&triedRedirect=true
🪦 “The Attention Farm.”
A freelance journalist and a forensic accountant team up to investigate a strange symbol the government is paying hand over fist to scrub from the public eye. Winston’s adventure takes him through shady prison experiments, a clandestine black site whose mission will give you nightmares, and the desecrated remains of a small town caught up in a cosmic crossfire.
The deeper Winston goes, the more he realizes he may not be the right man for the job…
https://www.coleschapters.com/p/the-attention-farm-part-1?r=nzp2a&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
Interesting set up.
Thank you very much!
This directory is awesome!
💀 Here are a couple other fiction stories from my archive:
https://automaticwriter.substack.com/p/oatho
"Conway frowned. He didn’t like these men, but he understood them. Violence wasn’t new, not to him nor to the world. Oatho had pulled the wings off many men, but their screams were worse than the violence itself. Was the butterfly screaming, its cries too delicate for the dull ears of men?"
https://automaticwriter.substack.com/p/what-dread-hand
"We had tea, and I witnessed my uncle turn from stone to something softer. Then, as night descended and our breath rolled out to meet our words, a crowd clamored outside. My uncle ran to bolt the door, but when he touched the metal, it turned to wood, and the mob had broken through within minutes."
👻- I love the directory! Very simple, very direct. (I'm also super pleased to be included in the nonfiction section!)
Glad you enjoy it! Been wanting to include everyone for a while, rather than the handful for the digest.
Good balance. Decisions like these aren't always super easy.
💀-The fridge waited until she came back from work the next day to talk again.
“I will exterminate humanity.”
“Happy you’ve chosen your boulder, Sisyphus.”
My first work on substack: "The Case Against Talking Fridges"
https://prosopon.substack.com/p/the-case-against-talking-fridges
Loving the directory format 🙌🏼
love the new format
How many submissions did you receive for the contest? I can't wait to read them all! Super cool theme.
Hmmm, should I tell you how many entered or make you wait and see..? I think I'll settle for a compromise and say that the number of entries is north of 10 😜 far, far better than the last contest (which was cancelled with only two entries).
Whoa! That's great! The movement grows! haha
Definitely the most we have ever had! Exciting stuff 😁
I love that you have labels us Notes people Loudmouths.
I couldn't think of anything better 😂
💀 I’m adding a rhyming short story (not exactly poetry, but more like rhyming prose 😅) titled “Whose Woods These Are” about a carload of people who get stranded on a mountain during a blizzard. Here’s an excerpt:
“I turn – the snow assaults my hood –
There’s no one where one friend once stood.
A sudden shriek; another’s gone,
Is swallowed up in this dark wood.”
https://open.substack.com/pub/bridgetriley/p/whose-woods-these-are?r=9e3cr&utm_medium=ios
A link would probably be helpful. 😅
Love the new format!
💀 You think strange thoughts sometimes when you work the night shift. Coming home in the dark late at night, it’s easy to imagine that something in the darkness is out to get you.
If your imagination is like Tina’s, you might think how creepy it would be if the thin, dark gap between the wall and the vending machine at the end of the hall was really a doorway to some otherworldly dimension.
And then you might laugh the thought away as you grab your chips and resist the urge to run back to your apartment.
One of the first stories I shared here: https://jeanmariebauhaus.substack.com/p/the-snack-machine
💀 “Oh, really? What’s it about? A vacation film?”
Josh was truly curious. He wanted to see the Japanese countryside while he was here. And he couldn’t help but wonder why so much effort was needed for a project that was only 20% of their grade.
“No.”
“A survival film? Like Call of the Wild?”
“You could say it’s a kind of survival film.”
https://arichaseramos.substack.com/p/the-return-of-kyoko-an-erotic-horror
My apologies, C.J.! I submitted it when I was collecting all the contributions. I mistook it for a MM contribution. It won't happen again!
Sorry C.J., I just plug in the links that I see in our spreadsheet. Won't happen again.