Frogs Everywhere
Dec22

Frogs Everywhere

There were frogs everywhere. Of the carpet there could be seen not one inch and the amphibians also adorned the three piece suite, curtains, photos, nested tables, television stand, and mantelpiece. Tens of thousands of eyelids opened and closed at regular intervals and a small number of the many creatures shifted or squirmed over neighbours but there was an otherwise strange stillness to the room. “There are frogs...

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Justifiable Homicide
Aug31

Justifiable Homicide

“Would you like a cup of tea?” “No.” “Okay, well then… why don’t you start? Take us back to that morning.” “We went for a walk.” “Your wife and you?” “Yes.” “Just the two of you?” “Yes.” “Carry on.” “I picked up my camera bag and we left the house. We went for a walk. I photographed a few things.”...

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Doctor Maniac’s Meeting
Aug07

Doctor Maniac’s Meeting

“Gentlemen, thank you for coming today. Such a prestigious group of the world’s greatest criminal masterminds the world has truly never seen, nor shall it ever with our skill at evading the law. Most of you are probably wondering why I’ve asked you all to this meeting and why I’ve insisted on such secrecy and I… the chair recognises Wan Tring of the Hong Kong triads.” “Thank you Doctor Maniac....

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The Jewish Invention
Jun28

The Jewish Invention

So, you want to know about my incredible invention and how it affects every Jewish person on the planet, yes? Very well. But where to begin? I’m drawn to Poland in the early 1960s. You might not think it would be a hip and happening place – certainly nowhere near, say, London – but there were places you could go and things you could do that put London in the shade. In a sense, almost quite literally so, since it was...

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Sex Sirens Of Saturn
Jan15

Sex Sirens Of Saturn

Previously… Leopard Ladies Of Mercury Buxom Amazons Of Jupiter "I put it to you Mr Hawkes that this is the gravest danger we have ever faced." I was most adamant on this fact and jabbed my finger in his general direction even as I jutted out my chin to check for stubble growth in the reflection afforded by the rear porthole with its view of the star-filled heavens. Mr Hawkes was his usual voiceless self. I had now...

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An Interview With Author Mark A. Rayner
Dec02

An Interview With Author Mark A. Rayner

It was a dark and stormy night… somewhere… more likely than not. All I know is that – for me – it was dark because my room is dark and I rarely open the curtains. It may well have been night but I don’t wear a watch and my body clock was fried after a run-in with a cattle prod (another story, another time). It wasn’t stormy though; unless it was one of those quiet storms you never hear about. To be...

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