The
Black Whole
Anthology
"A
collection of new thoughts in short-story form by new writers to
appease for a moment your mind's quest for an
out-of-the-box experience."
PUBLICATION EXPECTED BY OCTOBER, 2008
Form Object
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AUTHORS AND SNIPPETS |
AUTHOR |
TITLE |
SNIPPET |
Mari Mitchell |
Like a Fine Red Wine |
Just as I suspected, her emotions were almost tangible. I felt
as if I could stroke her happiness. |
| Sharolyn Wells |
Mars or Die |
She put her helmet against the side of the station and tears flowed
over her cheeks. |
| Steven Marshall |
Sweet Dreams for the Dead |
Pieces of my life lay under him, pieces that would never fit together
perfectly again. |
| Mari Mitchell |
It's a Dog-Eat-Dog World |
He'd always be drawn to me. I was now the center of his universe
and the gravity of our situation will not allow him to escape my
orbit. |
| Jeremy Zoss |
The Maze |
It has to be the right way. After torturous minutes, John emerged
from the clouded passage into a larger room. |
| William Blake Vogel III (see below) |
Organ Donor |
In a matter of seconds, they were on him. Vibrating saw in his
hand, Owen began cutting open the ribcage. |
| Ken Goldman |
A Story Written in Sand |
Dwarfed to the size of a beetle by the enormity of the structure,
he raised his fist, shaking it at the sky. "Allah is greater!" he
shouted, and entered. |
| Bruce Bretthauer |
Spiked! |
Days flashed through my memory as I sank my hand deeper into the
log, the warmth of sunlight, wind, rain, night and day, the endless
repetitive cycle of life. I felt the twinges of the disease that
began to kill it. |
| Greg Rose |
Secrets |
At night, though. At night you can’t
be nearly as brave, when you’re alone
and no one can see. |
| Curt Akin |
Got It, Adam? |
Faith? Ha!! I will know when you are ready. |
| Edward Morris |
The Devil Was Hot |
This story is for the Right Reverends Horton Heat and Ken Scholes. |
| Eric Diehl |
Nanny |
But then the miniscule aggregations that had started up his pant
leg abruptly reversed themselves, rejoining the line on the floor. |
| Ann Boyle |
Shutterbug |
With that, he lifted the camera to his face. The two tendrils
slithered around his arms and he tensed as they burrowed into his
veins. |
| Jackie Jones |
The Better Half |
When I had finished screaming, I checked her out. Part of my mind
told me to call 911. Part was ringing out old nursery rhymes... |
| Joe Prentis |
The Watcher |
Precious seconds passed while his attention was on the patrol
car, and he had not noticed the boys at the next corner. |
| Curt Akin |
The Quiet of the Green |
Being the foundation upon which is to be built the travels of a
young girl into the depths of a tribe's beginnings. |
| W. D. Wilcox |
The Angel and the Vampire |
My companions laid me down by the front door and knocked, then
walked off arguing. |
| Jackie Jones |
Lonely |
He was nervous. He heard about her, the witch locked in a bed with
the power to get what she wanted. |
| Eric Ellert |
The Lilac Genie |
A few yards beyond the room, a thick, lead door stood partially
open. Water flowed from inside. |
| Tom Courtney |
Unless |
i can only imagine how it feels
to sleep on asphalt
with newspapers for a blanket
cars roaring and screeching
unceasing echoes of night in the city.
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| Curt Akin |
Still Birth |
Flash Fact |
| Rocky Wood |
Disposable |
Safely away from the bones, he sat and tried to think. It was then
he realized that he sat in someone else's body. |
| Jackie Jones |
For the Birds |
The wave of feathers parted to let Elaine pass, then closed. Birds
looked in the windows, pecked at the doors, pulled at the feather-crusted
wipers. |
| Joe Prentis |
Killer Butterflys |
"Yeah, right," he said, all mean and sarcastic. "We have killer
butterlies in our backyard. That's probably what happend to Sissy
Spader's cat." |
IN MEMORIAM
VOGEL W.B. "Billy" Vogel III, 35, passed away Wednesday, September 24,
2008, at his home in California, Mo. He was born November 10, 1972, in
Jefferson City, Mo., the son of William Blake Vogel II and Sally Ann
Tuttle Vogel who both survive of the home. He was a member of Flag
Spring Baptist Church. He served as the district poster child for MDA
for eight years and state poster child for Central Missouri MDA for
one year. In 1991, he was a recipient of Make-A-Wish Foundation, where
he got to meet, visit, and dine with General Norman Schwarzkopf. He
enjoyed writing poetry and short science fiction stories. He was a
mentor to many and helped tutor young adults in Algebra. He was
inspiration for all. He graduated 8th grade from Latham School and
graduated in 1991, from California High School. He graduated from
Lincoln University with honors, Cum Laude, in 1997, with a degree in
Computer Information Systems and a minor in Business. Other survivors
include: one sister, Kamie Gish and her husband Tim of Latham, Mo.;
one "little brother", Andrew Crook of California, Mo.; paternal
grandmother, Lois "Gen" Vogel; two nephews, Jared Kendrick and Aaron
Kendrick; two nieces, Rhiannon Kendrick and Kelsay Gish; several
aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends. He was preceded in death by
maternal grandparents, Herman and Edna Tuttle and paternal
grandfather, William B. Vogel. Funeral services will be held Sunday,
September 28, 2008, at 2:00 p.m. at First Baptist Church. Burial will
be in Flag Spring Cemetery. Officiating will be Rev Gary Digby.
Special speakers will be Linda Wyman and George Shelley. Visitation
will be from 5:00 p.m. - 8:00 p.m. Saturday, September 27, 2008, at
Bowlin-Cantriel Funeral Services. Memorials are suggested to W.B.
"Billy" Vogel III Scholarship Fund, c/o Central Bank, 329 South Oak
Street, California, MO 65018; Make-A-Wish Foundation of Missouri,
Inc., 1510 West Eifendale, Springfield, MO 65807; MDA, 1990 N.
Providence Rd. #209, Columbia, MO 65202. Arrangements are under the
direction of Bowlin-Cantriel Funeral Services, California, MO.
Published in the NewsTribune on 9/26/2008
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