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This was a really great Lovecraft salute, and I liked the authors spin on where the story came from. At the time of listening to this, my own job was pretty stressful, and I too had horrific and painful words appearing everywhere, along with horrible flashbacks and dreams. Report Percent complete Pa...

Drabblecast 417 – Love in the Balance [/b] By: David D. Levine Theo opened his eyes and stared out the window. Beyond the glass loomed the fog of endless night, and bulbous shapes drifting. Here and there a spotlight picked out the sigil of one or another House on a pennant or tail fin. The red bat...

Drabblecast 416 – Necessary Cuts [/u][/b] By Bryan Milller The manuscripts I read are haunted. Commas vanish forever into the void. Subjects and verbs struggle in bloody disagreement. Infinitives are cleaved with a dull axe. Sentence fragments ablated at one ragged end lay strewn between the margin...

I really enjoyed this story. Lightheart teenage angst with a touch of comming of age, set in a weird and wonderful world. It had an authentic diary feel to it, and the narration really help cement it. I remember trying to stomach and comprehend the bible stories I was feed as a child. The strict sun...

I am with you there Norm. I remember my introduction to the free serialized world with pobiobooks.com (just looked it up, no longer the name), and the huge wealth of content there. Its funny, a few weeks ago I remembered Scott (from Nocturnal), and looked him up. He is still cranking out the stories...

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Drabblecast 202/203 - Boojum

Drabbleclassics 31 – Boojum [/u][/b] By Elizabeth Bear and Sarah Monette The ship had no name of her own, so her human crew called her the Lavinia Whateley. As far as anyone could tell, she didn’t mind. At least, her long grasping vanes curled—affectionately? — when the chief engineers patted her b...

Drabblecast 415 – The Best Scarlet Ceremony Ever! by Shaenon K. Garrity The Wakefields were the worst family in Oakes Isle. Even the grown-ups knew it. Whenever a chicken was stolen or the air was let out of a bike tire or a starving hex was chalked on a barn wall to sicken the sheep, there was a W...

Drabblecast 414 – Dance, Siege, Swoop By Robert Reed My foot did not discover the prize, nor was I the first of the object’s erstwhile owners. According to every account, it was a young girl who innocently tripped over the mostly buried artifact while skipping across a whisper field. Since this was...

Drabblecast 413 – The Rats in the Walls by HP Lovecraft The place had not been inhabited for a century since a tragedy of intensely hideous, (though largely unexplained) nature had struck down the master, five of his children, and several servants; finally driving forth under a cloud of suspicion a...

Drabblecast 412 – 1977 Carrie Vaughn “Have another one,” the guy said, and Megan did because she was thirsty, though a martini was probably not what she should be drinking. She was too far gone to question. https://www.drabblecast.org/wp-content/uploads/2019/07/drabblecast_carly_heath_1977.jpg Epis...

Another great story. I just took my second listen tinight after the kids went to bed. I know I need to tell my kids ( 1 and 3) to be nice., play good and make friends. But there are some days, you just want to tell them to do whatever needs to be done. A great coming of age story! And as always impe...

Drabblecast 411 – Wholesale Solution [/u][/b] by Fred Greenhalgh and Jack Bowman https://www.drabblecast.org/wp-content/uploads/2019/06/drabblecast_kit_ainslie_wholesale_1.jpg Episode art by Kit Ainslie Twabble: Spring is awful, filled with scuttling things and pollen. The trees revenge for the fir...

Drabblecast 410 – Go Between By China Miéville Something was in the bread. Morley was cutting, and on the fourth strike of the knife, the metal broke. Behind him, his friends talked over their food. Morley pried the dough apart and touched something smooth. He had marked it with a scratch. Morley c...

Drabblecast 409: The Dandelion Man [/u][/b] By Jack Nicholls Teo and Paulus stood at the shore of the pampas, where the grass grew twice as tall as a man. They were naked, and the pampero raised goosebumps on their skin. The stalks bent against the wind’s force, green and gold ripples drawing the e...

Episode art by Bo Kaier
Read by Chris Phipps and and Mike Boris

I remember this one from years ago. Mur was sky rocketting in the pod sphere, and it seemed every story podcast I went to, she was there. These two stories really point out why for me. For such short pieces they have this ability to bring you into the weirdness, placing a bleek future where feral hu...

I gotta say this is some great cover art!

Drabblecast 407 – The Evolution of Trickster Stories Among the Dogs of North Park After the Change by Kij Johnson. North Park is a backwater tucked into a loop of the Kaw River: pale dirt and baked grass, aging playground equipment, silver-leafed cottonwoods, underbrush, mosquitoes and gnats that b...

Drabbleclassics 30- Doubleheader featuring Mur Lafferty (150) [/u][/b] The Blueberry Pie by Mur Lafferty The Last of the Pie Hunters by Mur Lafferty She’d been hunting full-grown pies for four years now. The little hand-held fruit pies were for kids– the preservatives made them slow and stupid– but...