Tuesday, April 7th, 2015

Drabblecast Zombie Massacree by Aaron SiddallBob and I attracted a pack of zombies when we stopped to fuel up at the Texaco in Buffalo Springs. I hoped we’d lost them, but hope was all I had. Bob said they were the fresh remains of a high school football team who’d been drowned and de-souled by water daemons at a lakeside party.

Young, strong corpses have the speed and stamina to run down a deer. Until the sun and wind finally turned their flesh to stinky jerky, they’d be dangerous enough to make a vampire shit bats. And fresh zombies are persistent as porn site pop-up ads. If they take a shine to the smell of your blood, they might track you for days, stopping only if live meat falls right in their laps.

This story first appeared in the book Installing Linux on a Dead Badger, published October 2007.
Episode Art:  Aaron Siddall

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Tuesday, April 7th, 2015

Cover for Drabblecast episode Kiriki Grocery, by Tory HokeThe last day of orientation at New Plymouth University, Work Placement called students up in pairs. Rhonda Morillo took the chair next to a big-boned blond girl–Deirdre, pretty sure–as their peer advisor announced their “exciting cultural opportunity”: stocking shelves at Kiriki Grocery.

 

 

 

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This story is a Drabblecast original.
Episode Art:  Tory Hoke

Twabble:  “The Assassin's Wives Club threw her a party for her first kill. A small party with a small cake, that no one dared to touch. ”  by  Drewdidthis

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Tuesday, March 31st, 2015
Warning:  Violence and cursing of a graphic nature

Cover for Drabblecast episode 149, So You're Going to Die, by Abbie HiltonThe energy and personality of a person can get stuck before it evaporates from our world. Wood is a fair dumping ground. Something about its pore size and how cellulose vibrates. A person can get himself pasted inside the wall or the floorboards. The body and brain quit, but the rest of the bastard lingers, and that’s the weird quantum trickery that for thousands of years people have called a ghost…

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This story is a Drabblecast original.
100 word stories podcast (Name has now been changed)
Guild of the Cowry Catchers
Episode Art:  Abbie Hilton
Music by:   Norm Sherman, David Gosnell, and Pete Anthony

Twabble:  “When bin Laden released his new tape we felt jaded, we'd seen it before. It turned out to be a sex tape. We knew true terror. ”  by  Munsi

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Thursday, March 26th, 2015

Drabblecast cover for The Sound of Useless Wings by Lori Anne BaumgartnerI try to ignore my brothers and sisters as I do my work under the hot twin suns. They call me names. They call me dreamer. They call me innocent. They call me ridiculous.

All the while, I herd the rodents into the pen. I collect animal droppings and scatter them in the garden. I chew what long grass I can find and spit it out into the buckets so my mother can make the doughy bread that is a staple of the Hort diet.

The Way of The Buffalo podcast
This story was first published at Tor.com, January 2015.
Episode Art:  Lori Anne Baumgartner
Read by:  Hugh O'Donnell

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Wednesday, March 25th, 2015

Drabblecast Alienated / The Front Line by Mary MatticeAlone — but not lonely.

Three days, we’ve been on this planet. Over a year, Earth-time. But we don’t talk about Earth-time anymore. It weakens morale, says Sir Overgeneral Halfish.

My morale went out the window when I found out that I was sentenced to be transported off planet.

 

 

 

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Alienated first appeared in Nature Physics, October 2014.
Old Flames first appeared in Daily Science Fiction, November 2012.
Episode Art:  Mary Mattice
Read by:  Naomi Mercer

Twabble:  “The alien evolved to be cute and cuddly as a reproductive strategy. That explained the wave of immaculate conceptions. ”  by  groomporter

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Saturday, March 21st, 2015

Cover for Drabblecast episode 352, Primrose or Return to Il’maril, by E.C. Ibes“I will not leave this cavern,” the voice said as soon as I stepped into the cave mouth. A baritone decaying into vibrato, an old man’s voice, full of dignity and pride.

I tried to pinpoint its source, but the air was thick with fog. The haze seemed to originate from inside the chamber, where a mysterious current of cold wind blew from underground. All around me, where the vapour met the pink light, it glowed, the colour of the primrose buds in my terrarium back home. The thought of missing them in full bloom this year, pricked at me. Focus, Virginia, I told myself. Don’t be so bloody addled. There are lives on the line.

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This story first appeared in Apex Magazine, Oct. 2014.
Episode Art:  E. C. Ibes
Read by:  Gabrielle deCuir

Twabble:  “The nightclub's disco ball isn't really made of tortured souls, but I can see you in there, a thousand times, screaming. ”  by  Robert Lach

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Wednesday, March 18th, 2015

Drabblecast Cover for Snow Day by Caroline ParkinsonThe shovel bit through the foamy snow on the top stair of my front porch, then stopped with a clang. I scraped away the snow to see what was beneath. Ice. Serve me right for not shoveling after the snow had fallen last night. It had thawed, then the temperature had dropped into the deep freeze, and now the steps and the sidewalk were frozen solid.

 

 

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First broadcast on CBC Radio, in 2005, as part of the Canada Reads project.
Episode Art:  Caroline Parkinson
Read by:  Marguerite Kenner

Twabble:  “He heard voices in his hard drive's white noise, and shivered in the cold after the furnace fan told him what he must to do. ”  by  Groomporter

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