Monday, August 11th, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast B-Sides episode 50, The Nameless City, by Albert CheWhen I drew nigh the nameless city I knew it was accursed. I was traveling in a parched and terrible valley under the moon, and afar I saw it protruding uncannily above the sands as parts of a corpse may protrude from an ill-made grave. Fear spoke from the age-worn stones of this hoary survivor of the deluge, this great-grandmother of the eldest pyramid; and a viewless aura repelled me and bade me retreat from antique and sinister secrets that no man should see, and no man else had ever dared to see.

First published in The Wolverine, November, 1921
Episode Art:  Albert Che

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Wednesday, July 16th, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast B-Sides 48, Last Son of Tomorrow, by Bo KaierJohn was born with powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men, and he often wondered why. But as a boy, it was simply wonderful to have those abilities. He could lift his father’s tractor overhead before he learned to read. He could outrace a galloping horse. He couldn’t be cut or bruised or burned. He could fly…

First appeared in May, 2009, on Tor.com.
Episode Art:  Bo Kaier
Read by:  Dave Thompson
Music by:   "The Curse" by Josh Ritter

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Thursday, June 19th, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast B-Sides 47, Statement in the Case, by David KrummenacherSure, I know Istvan Horvath.  We met about a year ago before Eva died.  That’s my wife, Eva.  You knew that?  Yah, I figured you were pretty thorough…

 

 

 

 

 

First appeared in Realms of Fantasy, August 2005
Episode Art:  Dave Krummenacher
Read by:  Aural Spice

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Thursday, May 15th, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast B-sides 46, The Hodag, by Richard K. GreenI still remember that cold October afternoon in 1936 when Whitey McFarland’s old coonhound Maggie dragged herself out of the forest, whimpering and yowling. Her skin hung off her sides in red flaps and her eyes rolled wildly. She collapsed on the ground and howled.

All us kids loved Maggie, but not one of us dared go near her, not while she was baring her teeth and snarling. Benny Carper dropped the bat and ran off; Ira Schmidt just stood there staring at the half-dead animal as it pawed the frozen dirt. I tugged on Whitey’s sleeve and told him to stay with Maggie while I got my dad—Whitey’s dad was a drunk and never easy to find. When he finally nodded in understanding, I took off running.

First appeared in Black Static 7, October 2008.
Episode Art:  Richard K. Green

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  •  Feature:  Buried Talents  by  Richard Matheson
  •  Genre:  Horror

Sunday, May 4th, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast B-Sides episode 45, Buried Talents, by Bo KaierA man in a wrinkled, black suit entered the fairgrounds. He was tall and lean, his skin the color of drying leather. He wore a faded sport shirt underneath his suit coat, white with yellow stripes. His hair was black and greasy, parted in the middle and brushed back flat on each side. His eyes were pale blue. There was no expression on his face. It was a hundred and two degrees in the sun but he was not perspiring.


Episode Art:  Bo Kaier

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  •  Feature:  Stunned  by  Jack Handey
  •  Feature:  The Impatient Billionaire and the Mirror for Earth  by  B.J. Novak
  •  Feature  My Nature Documentary  by  Jack Handey
  •  Genre:  Video

Tuesday, April 22nd, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast B-Sides 44, Drabblecast Live Video Podcast, by Mackenzie MartinDrabblecast Live Video Podcast – recorded at the EMP Collective in Baltimore Maryland.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Episode Art:  Mackenzie Martin of Martin Forge Works LLC

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Sunday, April 20th, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast B-Sides 43, The Parasite Parade, by Bo KaierIf you could shrink tiny, and drop down your own throat
Like the tiniest of captains on the tiniest of boats
I bet you’d be shocked at the things that you saw
In the dark and the damp of your damp and dark maw.

Your body’s a marvel, it’s one of a kind
Which is why countless scary small things live inside!
They can’t live in houses, as most of us do
So they climb inside people– like me and like you!

Do you hear the band playing– that merry old song?
While the horns play the chorus and the crowd sings along?
Down Main Street they march, that gay promenade
Which float is your favorite in the Parasite Parade?


Episode Art:  Bo Kaier

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