I’ll
be unhurriedly posting all contributors here, one-a-day, to reveal the T.O.C.
for this latest anthology volume that I edited for +HORROR LIBRARY+, to be
published by Farolight
Publishing
(Cutting
Block Books)
in April, 2017.
DAY 11 of 27: Kathryn E. McGee
1. JG Faherty presents “The H Train”
2. Edward M. Erdelac presents “Hear The Eagle Scream”
3. Rebecca J. Allred presents “Mother’s Mouth, Full of Dirt”
4. Jay Caselberg presents “The Ride”
5. John M. Floyd presents “The Red-Eye to Boston”
6. Tom Johnstone presents “Oldstone Gardens”
7. Bentley Little presents “The Plumber”
8. Darren O. Godfrey presents “D.U.I.”
9. Carole Johnstone presents “Better You Believe”
10. David Tallerman presents “Casualty of Peace”
DAY 11 of 27: Kathryn E. McGee
1. JG Faherty presents “The H Train”
2. Edward M. Erdelac presents “Hear The Eagle Scream”
3. Rebecca J. Allred presents “Mother’s Mouth, Full of Dirt”
4. Jay Caselberg presents “The Ride”
5. John M. Floyd presents “The Red-Eye to Boston”
6. Tom Johnstone presents “Oldstone Gardens”
7. Bentley Little presents “The Plumber”
8. Darren O. Godfrey presents “D.U.I.”
9. Carole Johnstone presents “Better You Believe”
10. David Tallerman presents “Casualty of Peace”
11.
Kathryn E. McGee presents “The Creek
Keepers’ Lodge”
EXCERPT:
Gray could still hear his grandfather Walter’s voice; he stared at the photos, found the ones Walter was in. Even as a child, Gray had assumed the Creek Keepers were old dudes who sat around talking about fishing and swilling coffee, but he also remembered Walter taking his membership seriously, being very invested in the happenings of the town. He’d say things like, “The old buildings downtown, they’re special. Can’t you see that, son?” He’d pause dramatically, lower his voice to a whisper. “They keep the bad stuff deep in the earth from getting loose, rising up through the water. They help us to maintain equilibrium. They maintain our stability.”
EXCERPT:
Gray could still hear his grandfather Walter’s voice; he stared at the photos, found the ones Walter was in. Even as a child, Gray had assumed the Creek Keepers were old dudes who sat around talking about fishing and swilling coffee, but he also remembered Walter taking his membership seriously, being very invested in the happenings of the town. He’d say things like, “The old buildings downtown, they’re special. Can’t you see that, son?” He’d pause dramatically, lower his voice to a whisper. “They keep the bad stuff deep in the earth from getting loose, rising up through the water. They help us to maintain equilibrium. They maintain our stability.”
— The
Creek Keepers’ Lodge by Kathryn E. McGee
ABOUT: Kathryn E.
McGee
Kathryn E. McGee has an MFA in creative writing from UC Riverside Palm
Desert. Her short fiction has appeared in the Cemetery Riots and Winter Horror Days anthologies. She is a member of the Horror
Writers Association. In her work as an architectural historian, she writes
histories of old buildings and consults on development projects involving
historic properties.
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