Thursday, February 03, 2011

Alt-Dead



I'm in the Alt-Dead anthology due out this Autumn.

As you can see from the cover illustration the theme is horror stories about feet. So you get a story about a murderer who kills people with the overpowering stench of foot odour emanating from his hosiery in 'Sock It To Me.' Then there's the tale of a lady who accidentally sprinkles her toes with voodoo dust instead of talcum powder, turning her feet into deadly zombies in 'My Feet Are Killing Me.' A powerful mediation on the nature of suicide in 'Toe Be Or Not Toe Be.' And my own tale about a psychotic army of geriatric shoemakers in 'A Load of Old Cobblers.'

There's a slim chance I may be making this all up.

3 comments:

Mark West said...

Cuh! I spend minutes putting that artwork together and you mock it and make me look silly.

If I was a little kid, I'd pout, fold my arms and storm out of the room right about now. As an adult, I'll pout and keep typing.

Looking forward to reading your contribution, all the same and it'll be nice to share space in another anthology.

Stuart Young said...

>>I spend minutes putting that artwork together

Of course the hardest part was breaking into the morgue to take the photo.

Kold_Kadavr_flatliner said...

Fact is, dude, I’ll croak, you’ll croak, all of U.S. will croak someday at sometime somewhere; then, we must face the King of the Universe, Jesus, to determine whether we achieve Heaven. My point is, don’t get so caught-up in this passing earth you lose your immortal soul. PS I gave up my hard-won, black belt to fight for Heaven. Wotya gonna give up, brudda? God blessa youse -Fr. Sarducci, ol SNL.