Illustration by Daniela Attard by Anna Tambour Illustration by Daniela Attard Originally published in Subterranean, Issue #7 (2007). Winner of the 2007 Aurealis Award for Best Horror Short Story Honoré Barrot, the bijoutier, as he was called, was the most uncelebrated of his trade and proud of it, as his life depended upon secrets
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Illustration by Thom Cuschieri by Robin Wyatt Dunn Illustration by Thomas Cuschieri This is a death sentence. I am writing it myself. The narrative of a slave, written by himself! Written by himself, himself, himself, himself – I will never get outside the house. I have made peace with it. To you who I love:
‘Anna Tambour, Self-portrait, 2014’ Shortlisted for the World Fantasy Award, and recently regaled with a hardback edition courtesy of the inimitable – and Schlock-friendly – Chomu Press, Anna Tambour’s Crandolin was one of Schlock’s favourite novels of the past couple of years. So we just had to track down the author of this culinary-themed picaresque fable,
In a Schlock first, author Anna Tambour and the magazine’s co-editor Teodor Reljic talk shop about their latest novels: in Tambour’s case, the sophomore release Crandolin, and Reljic’s debut novel, Two. * Teodor Reljic: There is a mad energy to Crandolin which almost makes one feel as though it may have been written in one
This month’s POP CULTURE DESTRUCTION is dedicated entirely to the one and only KING OF THE MONSTERS. Well, okay, only partially. But do I really need to admit that I’m a big fan of the big green biffer? Do I give the impression I’m not? DESTRUCTION NEWS A fortunately timed work trip to London
Image: Seb Tanti Burlo by Luke Geddes Illustration by Seb Tanti Burlo’ The coyote, yellow eyes leery, fierce brows knit in concentration, crouches alert behind the Brittlebush that grows along I-19 in the Arizona desert. Perhaps he thinks enviously of his ancestors, of the freedom they had before man’s arrival, when the desert was theirs
Schlock has always relied on the hard work of willing collaborators to stay afloat. Running with no financial aid and operating from a small island in the middle of the Mediterranean – that’s Malta, for those of you who don’t know yet – we’re proud to say that we’ve come very far despite these obstacles.
An and Non went to play in the season of lesser lights. Transmissions ended silence in all directions and dimensions. The attraction trenches filled with inflamed attentions, shouts and whispers: long, slow material voices. The hard voice floated above the soft voice. The hard voice’s paralyzed grandeur excited sympathy for this soft, slow and inflamed
I’ve had my heart hurt this month. Hurt, I tell you! I’ve been accused of not introducing people to the good stuff stuff in a timely enough manner. Me, the POP CULTURE DESTROYER! Thus this month’s columns is at pains to push what I believe is the coolest shit around. Also to badmouth the baddest
Michael Cisco’s latest novel, Member – published by Chomu Press. What does it really mean to chart ‘new vistas of irreality’, as the UK-based publisher Chômu Press claim to set out to do? As part of our ongoing temporary ‘partnership’ with the Press this month, Schlock speaks to Chômu co-founders Léon and Quentin Crisp (no, not