Edge by Russell NewquistMy motorcycle hung, thirty feet up the side of a brick wall, suspended only by luck and willpower – which is about how I managed to hold onto the katana, too. Motorcycles are different from cars. Cars, by their nature, want to stay upright. If you leave a car alone, it’ll stay upright. [read more…]
An excerpt from Fade by Daniel Humphreys As good times went, I had to say that getting knocked out was not in any way an enjoyable experience. As I slowly returned to consciousness, the painful throbbing of my head competed with a tugging sensation on each wrist to see who would win the contest of [read more…]
An excerpt from This Strange Engine by Philip Ligon “Are you mad?” I asked as I tried to pry him off. And in that second, that seemingly insignificant moment of time, something sharp raked across my back. It burned like a hot poker pressed hard against my skin. I turned and saw a long shadow [read more…]