This page collects blog entries related to the Triangulation anthology series from Parsec Ink.
Lucky 13 goes to a most deserving candidate. “The Beast” is written by Jacques Barbéri, one of the French authors who, along with Antoine Volodine, Francis Berthelot, Emmanuel Jouanne and a few others formed the group Limite in the 1980s (and reunited in 2006). They had a conception of science fiction as literature, as a space of absolute freedom in theme and form and worked to experiment on, transgress and (if necessary) abolish the conventions that the history of the genre imposed, with a certain aesthetic of inner adventure. Today, Jacques Barbéri is the author of more than a dozen novels Continue reading
Our twelfth offering is “Colliding” by Alex Gorman, a man with degrees in biology and mass communication, who uses neither of them. Instead, he sells software for a living. He lives in sunny California and spends as much time as possible with his wife, son, and daughter. With what free time he has left over, he writes.
By Alex Gorman
Alice thought Roger was great. Since the moment she’d stumbled into his arms while crossing the street, Alice had thought of nothing but him. Well, almost nothing but him. She’d also spent some time thinking about the fat man.
It Continue reading
Story eleven is “Orbium” by Kalisa Lessnau, who found the origin of her tale in the Sunday brunches of her childhood. Somewhere in the memories of scrambled eggs and bacon she found inspiration and, with the help of her writing group, the story took shape. Kalisa currently resides in Huntsville, Alabama with her husband and their two cats. If she’s not writing, Kalisa can be found baking something sweet to bring to her local comic shop or sneaking a nap on the couch when she thinks no one is looking. Her website can be found at http://kalisalessnau.wordpress.com.
By Kalisa Lessnau
Our tenth story, “While She Sleeps, Mountains Tremble” is written by the prolifically talented Milo James Fowler, an English teacher by day and a writer by night. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in Shimmer, Daily Science Fiction, and Macmillan’s Criminal Element. His lively blog can be found at www.milo-inmediasres.com
While She Sleeps, Mountains Tremble
By Milo James Fowler
The sleeping child looked as much like an angel as anyone could.
Kneeling at her bedside in the role of supplicant, Lyra reached out tentative fingertips to smooth back a strand of the girl’s silky black hair.
“Goodnight, little Continue reading
Story number nine is “Slap of the Plow” by Gordon A. Graves, who was much influenced by town politics, of course. Of more consequence was perhaps his studies of times past in the town, especially hermits of which quite a few were female. In his early days such materials could be found in the local libraries. Bringing the libraries up to date unfortunately caused these books and town and state (colony) records to be lost (added to the land fill).
The Slap of the Plow
By Gordon A. Graves
2:13AM 22 Dec, 1942
The slap of the plow—the blade Continue reading
Our eighth story is “After-spin” by Kylie Bullivant. She spends the bulk of her time teaching English, studying dead languages, and mothering. Her spare moments are spent fretting over the odd socks her sons breed in their rooms, her inability to pronounce the word ‘apocalypse’, and how utterly useless she’d be in a zombie one. She sometimes dreams of returning to her former home in Japan where the socks were better behaved and the mokujiroku more easily pronounced, but she’d miss the blue-tongue lizards living in her yard. She’d also miss the writing pals she blogs with over at http://theamberjacks.blogspot.com.au/
Story seven is, “The Zombie Reader” by Bruce Memblatt,a native New Yorker and a member of the Horror Writers Association. His short stories have been published in many webzines and anthology books; among them The Horror Zine, Bewildering Stories, Post Mortem Books, Sam’s Dot Publishing, Dark Moon Books and The Feathertale Review. Bruce spends most of his nights, frittering away, writing in his favorite Starbucks in Chelsea (in NYC,) and that’s what he plans on doing for a very long time to come (if the zombies don’t get him.)
The Zombie Reader
By Bruce Memblatt
Jersey Summers finished reading his one-hundred-and-forty-ninth Continue reading
Story six is, “A Late Wind” by Tami Harris, who enjoys making up strange and wonderful realms- it helps her escape the hordes of library patrons that inhabit her daytime drudgery. Sometimes she bakes French macaroons, even though almond flour is shockingly expensive. She wants to learn Japanese and has even [redacted by blog poster, who is jealous]. Her husband and two old cats support her endeavors. Without them, her endeavors would lean to one side and eventually tip over.
A Late Wind
By Tami Harris
Toowa watched his mother slide the heavy, golden comb from her bundled tresses. Her demeanor Continue reading
Day five brings us, “Nocte Finem” by Henry Tjernlund, who resides in a small rural steelmill town where he practices time-lapse video (on YouTube) of clouds and the early morning fog that rolls off the nearby river, works at de-feralling some free-ranging cats while helping out on independent movie productions where he can: as an actor [Indemnity-role of Deputy Sheriff ], light and sound crew, and at times ekeing out his income by doing modeling photos, headshots, and on-set photographic stills often used to advertise the productions.
By Henry Tjernlund
Johnathan worked his way along the once well used Continue reading
The fourth story in our collection, “After the Pipers” is penned by Camille Alexa who lives in the Pacific Northwest in an Edwardian home down the street from a volcano. Her stories appear in Machine of Death, Alfred Hitchcock’s and Ellery Queen’s Mystery Magazines, and in Imaginarium 2012: The Best Canadian Speculative Writing. Her short fiction collection PUSH OF THE SKY earned a starred review in Publishers Weekly and was nominated for the Endeavour Award. More information and an updated bibliography at
After the Pipers
By Camille Alexa
Harley and me been looking for pretties all day Continue reading