Part 1 Part 2 The three children stood around the rusty red stove incongruously placed in the centre of the beach. None of them dared open it for fear they might be returned, just as quickly as they had escaped, to the witch’s kitchen. The weak sunlight disappeared behind rolling storm clouds and Katya shivered. [...]
On the first day of Samhain, my true love sent to me A song book and a zombie. On the second day of Samhain, my true love sent to me Assassin Santa, A song book and a zombie. On the third day of Samhain, my true love sent to me Dubious greetings, Assassin Santa, A [...]
Candy! Costumes!! Corpses!!! COMICS!!!!! Peruse four previews plucked from Schlock’s upcoming Halloween Holiday Special, fresh on Schlock Magazine this SATURDAY. Check it out – we promise to tingle your brain in all the right hemispheres.
Memories are tricky things. When I was a kid I wanted to lose as many memories as I could. Remembering things was a waste of time. All my memories were bad ones. When you’re overweight and don’t dress in popular clothes the other kids treated you like crap. Kids are so energetic and so persistent. [...]
There had been many days like this, when he would stay in because of the rain, or just potter around the house because there wasn’t much else to do. Not that he liked – as it seemed to have been called – ‘pottering’. But he needed something snappy to put as his status update, and the [...]
A PULP SERIAL ADVENTURE! to read the previous installment, click here… Hercules Gray and his companions found themselves surrounded; after having traversed a ledge facing a bottomless chasm, they entered a seemingly welcoming chamber. This wasn’t to be the case, of course. Mysterious icy wind blasted their faces, and from the gloom emerged screeching quadruped [...]
“And now, here’s a little slice of tropical sunshine, with this week’s Billboard number one record. This is Billy Ocean, with ‘Caribbean Queen’.” Great, that’s just what I need. Mike wiped the condensation from the bus window to get a good look outside. It had been raining half-heartedly all day, but the descending night [...]
Part 1 That night, the two boys met in the orchard behind the old woman’s house. Pawlu brought petrol in two plastic bottles stolen from a large barrel outside his father’s garage – the smell burned his nostrils and made him feel dizzy. Tumas brought rags as long as he was tall, bundled up under [...]
by Kris Green Flink stood on the ledge overlooking the valley, deep in thought. Soon the world of man, and that of his own people, the Trolls, would be parted. The world would be separated by divine mandate and Troll, Elf, Man and Goblin, would be set each in their own world, never again to [...]
