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So there’s this new anthology accepting submissions and their theme and your idea match.

So now you’re all inspired! The words are flowing and you’re suddenly the Mozart of your keyboard. You zoom right past the 4,000 minimum, no problem. Soon you realize you’ve crossed the 8,000 word max, but you’re really feeling this damn story! Finally you wind up writing 14,582 words. You read it. It’s beautiful! A few edits here and there and you’ve nicely trimmed it down to exactly 14,000 words.

The hell? Nobody ever wants 14,000 words. Yet there’s no way you can cut the story to 8,000 without ruining it!

Deep breath

Okay, okay, you still have a week left. You work to think of something else and you struggle, struggle – no that story sucks. Don’t waste time with it. Start another. Struggle, struggle, struggle to write another story for the antho. You’re almost there. You push it to 4,000 words on the … no. No, you’re not going to submit it like this, you need to edit this shit. Look here where you used the word “this” twice in one sentence! Gah! You pull an all nighter and wind up with 3,200 words.

Damn it!

You go to Facebook to clear your head.
Some asshole in a group brags about getting books off torrents because “The information wants to be free!”

Right then! At that moment! As you click on and crawl through their page, you know that even though you’ve never wanted to own a gun, you could likely pawn your lawnmower for one.

END

Story by E.C. McMullen Jr.

Who did my blog art? I’ve no idea. All the meme generators seem to carry it, but even if it’s in the Public Domain, I’d at least like to credit the artist. Does anyone know?


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CONFESSION

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Art by APetruk

CONFESSION
by E.C. McMullen Jr.
Copyright 2013

After the harrowing, brutal car chase across the county, speeding at night through a downpour, it all came to an immediate end when Jesse’s Chrysler slid off the road and slammed into a tree.

Anyone else surviving such a crash would cautiously check themselves for damage, but not Jesse. Jesse knew he was hurt bad, but if Daniel caught him, he’d be dead.

Jesse ran limping into the cold rain and dark woods. He was wounded, exhausted, used up, and along came Daniel from behind, casually holding his lantern; as if enjoying a pleasant walk in the stormy night.

It only took a moment of that bright light falling on Jesse’s face for his button-black pupils to shrink to pin holes and the woods to go dark. Doubly frightened, Jesse turned to run, only to painfully slam into a tree.

That’s how Daniel found Jesse, cowering on the ground, nose bleeding, unarmed and face to face with the husband of his lover.

Considering the night and everything that led up to this moment, Daniel, having the drop on Jesse at gunpoint, looked upon his foe with an expression of odd curiosity.

It was that lantern-lit curious expression, as if Daniel was looking at a strange bug, that infuriated the beaten Jesse. Accepting his defeat, he began confessing,

“Okay! Okay! I did it! But Tina and me are in love, man! Your wife loves me! Me! And why do you even care? When was the last time you loved her? Held her? Do you even remember? Do you?”

Daniel said nothing but thumbed back the hammer on his revolver. Jesse flinched, throwing his hands over his face.

“Fine! Fine!” Jesse shouted in tears. He was a dead man anyway, what did he have to lose? “We fucked! Okay? Is that what you want to hear you maniac?”

Only the clattering, splattering noise of the rain, and silence from Daniel. Jesse despised that smug confidence.

In a flash, Jesse thought of the slimmest opportunity. Make Daniel lose his shit. Make him angry. Make him sloppy. Make Daniel want to drop that gun and punch his enemy in the face. Despite his injuries, Jesse was certain that if he could just get close enough to grab Daniel, he’d make short work of the little cuckhold.

“I fucked her and she loved it!” Jesse shouted. “We did everything! We did it all! She was going to leave you for me! For me, you needle-dicked shit!”

Jesse’s words weren’t having the expected result. Daniel wasn’t reacting: No rage, no jealousy, nothing to make him lose control and possibly give Jesse an edge. Daniel only raised his brows. “I must admit, I’m amazed.”

Jesse lowered his hands, confused. There was just no figuring Daniel out.

“Your confession,” Daniel said. “I’m surprised you didn’t at least try and talk your way out of it; convince me I had the wrong guy.”

Jesse blinked in surprise, as clearly this was an unconsidered option.

“Would that have worked?”

Daniel shrugged,
“I would have given it a shot.”

BANG!

Story by E.C. McMullen Jr.

Artwork
By the river by ~APetruk on deviantART


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PERPETUAL BULLET: A Science Fiction Collection.
It’s a veritable trove of previously published Science Fiction Horror Thriller tales – plus bonus stories
Featuring: Weird Sex, True Love, Monsters and Mayhem!
Now on sale for $9.00 in Trade Paperback and in eBook for $1.99 and available for your Android Tablet, iPad, Kindle, Nook, and every other “E”!
Find it at (Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Diesel, !ndigo, iTunes, KoboBooks, Smashwords, WHSmith, and more).
Buy the paperback at Amazon and the Kindle eBook is free!

Got more time to kill? Buy WILLOW BLUE. It’s my second collection of critically acclaimed Supernatural and Drama Thriller short stories with all of the Weird Sex, True Love, Monsters and Mayhem, you’ve come to expect (or should by now). Available in paperback for $8.00 or in Kindle for only $1.99. Buy the paperback at Amazon and the Kindle eBook is free! The tales will last you longer than latte!

Crave even more?

Look for my story Cedo Looked Like People, in the anthology, FEAR THE REAPER, edited by Joe Mynhardt. Available from Crystal Lake Publishing and available in Print for $12.99 or eBook for $2.99.

Also available from Crystal Lake Publishing, the film making guidebook, HORROR 201: The Silver Scream. Reap the rewards of movie making experience from the likes of Myself, as well as  John Carpenter, Tom Holland, Jeffrey Reddick, George A. Romero, Keith Arem, Richard Gray, also the late  Ray Bradbury, Wes Craven, plus many more. $19.99 in Print or $3.99 in eBook.


WALKING DEAD

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Ross: “Everybody just calm down! Calm the fuck down! Now. Meta. Tell us what you saw out there.”
Meta: “It’s crazy.”
Ross: “Shut up! Everyone! Shut the fuck up! Meta. Please. Just tell us what you saw.”
Meta: “They’re changing. Evolving or something.”
Shirk: “Bullshit, man! Evolving? They’re fucking zombies! They’re not having babies!”
Meta: “No. They are. They’re breeding.”
Shirk: “Fuck You!”
Ross: (Whips up gun and pushes the barrel into Shirk’s mouth) “Eat a fucking bullet if you interrupt one more goddamn time!”
Shirk freezes, terrified.
Ross: (To Meta) “Go on.”
Meta: “They’re breeding. And what comes out looks less like us. The newborns crawl in a matter of minutes. Walk in a matter of hours.”
Ross: “Jesus. How many of them are there?”
Meta: “How many? That sound you hear out there? It ain’t a mob of zombies. It’s the brood!”

Copyright 2013, E.C. McMullen Jr.

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