Something Wicked, July 2011 (Issue 11)
interview by Joe Vaz
I was interested in the idea of making a murder mystery that crossed the boundary between physical reality and virtual reality, and came up with the plot of "Alpha & Omega". The title, I hope, works in a number of different ways. McHaffey being a priest as well as a policeman, there are some obvious religious connotations. |
From Issue 11 (July 2011) |
by Paul Marlowe
“May cause disorientation and transient emotional anomalies… do not use in combination with other nanopharmaceuticals… consult a physician before use…. Harmless, was that what she called this stuff?” McHaffey sighed and tilted back his head. He hated putting things into his eyes, but there didn’t seem to be any choice. |
From Issue 11 (July 2011) |
interview by Joe Vaz
We didn't really know each other, we're completely different people. So we thought we'd do a zombie versus vampire book. And then [Louis] took me to this mall and I was just so scared, it was horrible, I had a panic attack, and we thought fuck the zombies and the vampires, lets set it in a shopping mall. |
From Issue 11 (July 2011) |
interview by Joe Vaz
I've written about 8 short stories set in that world, which is really a medieval, zoomorphized (I borrowed that word from a critic), slightly steam-punkish fantasy city. There's not exactly magic in play, but there are plenty of surreal things going on, lots of dark and chaotic mystery, with deep and vast undercurrents of mythic legend bubbling underneath. |
From Issue 11 (July 2011) |
by Michael John Grist
The Sky Painter lived on the mountain and painted the sky. He painted it blue for blue skies, and white and grey for clouds. At night he painted it black, with white for all the stars. When the sun rose he dashed its arcing yellow lines across the heavens, and as it sank he brushed it orange and gold over the horizon. |
From Issue 11 (July 2011) |
Mark Sykes's Sixth Sense Of Humour
THE THING ABOUT BLOOD-spattered machetes and rusty straight razors is, at least they’re unambiguous. You know they’re bad, bad things, and you know it’s not personal. But the distinction between friendly things and evil things isn’t always that neat. It’s pretty safe to assume that the guy with the hockey mask and the machete is probably not chasing you down for a romantic sushi dinner, but you’re safe with that cuddly little teddy bear with the cute little button eyes. He’s your bestest bedtime buddy. Right?. |
From Issue 11 (July 2011) |
interview by Joe Vaz
Writing starts with a thought, and this particular thought was a recollection of making stuffed bears when I was a kid. My mother used to sew, and my sister, brother and I would take scraps and make bears to play with in forts we’d create around the house. It was sort of like the Care Bears, but we’d come up with designs using various materials, and we’d draw pictures on their stomachs and give them unique names. |
From Issue 11 (July 2011) |
by Michael Bailey
She had saved his eyes for last. A glimpse of their emptiness before inverting the skin, filling his insides, and stitching together the open gap between his legs. As if confused about why Sally insisted on poking a needle through his hollow head, the incomplete stuffed bear twisted in her hands. Aren’t you finished with me yet? Sunlight from the morning sky beamed through the blinds in parallel rays; dancing life reflected on its button eyes. |
From Issue 11 (July 2011) |
by Ivor Hartmann
IN TODAY'S MODERN SOCIETY, Artificial Intelligences are nearly all-pervasive. The odds are that you personally interact daily with some form of AI, be it a call centre program, automatic car transmission, video game, Google search, email spam filter, or a computer of any type - are pretty high. However, the realisation of a true AI, in terms of matching, and exceeding, human intelligence and characteristics such as emotion, creativity, and social intelligence, etc., would seem to be as far away as we are to living on another planet. |
From Issue 11 (July 2011) |
interview by Joe Vaz
The ideas were something that I’d been wondering about for a while and then we were required to write a short sci-fi piece for university. I hit on the sentence “I dreamed of a green place where I could no longer go” and the story grew naturally around that.The ideas were something that I’d been wondering about for a while and then we were required to write a short sci-fi piece for university. I hit on the sentence “I dreamed of a green place where I could no longer go” and the story grew naturally around that. |
From Issue 11 (July 2011) |