•  Feature:  The Apothecary’s Apprentice  by  Craig Lincoln
  •  Drabble:  The Necromancer's Apprentice  by  Arun Jiwa
  •  Genre:  Fantasy

Tuesday, September 24th, 2013

Cover for Drabblecast episode 297, The Apothecary's Apprentice, by Sean AzzopardiIn the back of the shop I scrubbed three large cauldrons clean, stripping the seasoning from them because Master Aloz insisted on it once the trade caravans stopped coming at the end of summer. Tallow, he called me, on account of my paleness. I used a brush made of iron bristles instead of horse hair, scraping away the brown muck inside, various plant and animal parts rendered into sludge like droppings from a sick bull. My book lay on the floor beside the cauldrons. Sir Tannis and the Hydra. It seemed I wouldn’t get to read much of it today…

 

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A Drabblecast original.
Episode Art:  Sean Azzopardi
Read by:  Dave Thompsoni

Twabble:  “Spiked punch, a trashed gymnasium and his mother passed out in a chair. Oedipus began to regret his choice in prom dates. ”  by  BagaBones

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Thursday, August 22nd, 2013

Cover for Drabblecast episode 293, The Call of the Pancake Factory, by Bill HalliarThe bar is plenty kitschy: goofy statues made from coconuts everywhere and strings of shell beads hanging from the ceiling. I smile when I see a coconut sporting a pair of mouse ears made from scallop shells.

Tourists from all over the world are sitting around, ordering drinks non-stop because the sun is so hot at this time in Indonesia that you’ll wilt if you go outside and also because the drinks are so watered down. But that’s all right with me. I’m here to blend in, not to get drunk.

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A Drabblecast original.
Episode Art:  Bill Halliar
Read by:   Rish Outfield and Big anklevich of the Dunesteef Podcast

Twabble:  “"Grains," said the vegetarian zombie hoard. Farmer Bill aimed his shotgun. The alfalfalypse wasn't happening today. ”  by  MonsierMoustache

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  •  Feature:  The Beast in the Cave  by  H.P. Lovecraft
  •  Genre:  Horror

Thursday, August 22nd, 2013

Cover for Drabblecast B-Sides episode 26, The Beast in the Cave, by Matthew CowensThe horrible conclusion which had been gradually obtruding itself upon my confused and reluctant mind was now an awful certainty. I was lost, completely, hopelessly lost in the vast and labyrinthine recesses of the Mammoth Cave. Turn as I might, in no direction could my straining vision seize on any object capable of serving as a guidepost to set me on the outward path. That nevermore should I behold the blessed light of day, or scan the pleasant hills and dales of the beautiful world outside, my reason could no longer entertain the slightest unbelief…

Originally published 1918.
Episode Art:  Matt Cowens

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  •  Feature:  Fungi from Yuggoth  by  H.P. Lovecraft
  •  Genre:  Horror

Tuesday, August 13th, 2013

Cover for Drabblecast B-Sides episode 25, Fungi from Yuggoth, by Bo KaierI. The Book

The place was dark and dusty and half-lost
In tangles of old alleys near the quays,
Reeking of strange things brought in from the seas,
And with queer curls of fog that west winds tossed.
Small lozenge panes, obscured by smoke and frost,
Just shewed the books, in piles like twisted trees,
Rotting from floor to roof—congeries
Of crumbling elder lore at little cost.

I entered, charmed, and from a cobwebbed heap
Took up the nearest tome and thumbed it through,
Trembling at curious words that seemed to keep
Some secret, monstrous if one only knew.
Then, looking for some seller old in craft,
I could find nothing but a voice that laughed.

Individual sonnets first appeared in Weird Tales. First completely collected in Beyond the Wall of Sleep (Sauk City, WI: Arkham House, 1943, 395–407).
Episode Art:  Bo Kaier

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  •  Feature:  I Only Am Escaped Alone to Tell Thee  by  Christopher Reynaga
  •  Drabble:  The Sea Gods  by  Lawrence Simon
  •  Genre:  Drama  Horror

Tuesday, January 8th, 2013

Cover for Drabblecast episode 268, I Only Am Escaped Alone to Tell Thee, by Steve Santiago Whatever you do, don’t call me Ishmael.

Don’t call me anything at all. Give me my pint of piss-poor ale and leave me be in this yellowed corner where men relieve themselves when they are too lazy to make three extra stumbling steps to the streets of Nantucket. I am done. Finished. Come to this hole to die—and if you insist on speaking to me, I’ll find a deeper hole than this dying excuse of a whaling town can offer…

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Originally appeared in The Book of Cthulhu II, (Oct 2012). Escapepod, The Dribblecast, Guild of the Cowry Catchers, Norm's CD
Episode Art:  Steve Santiago
Read by:  Graeme Dunlop

Twabble:  “The cabin attendant said that Infant Buoyancy Devices Were Available. In the water, four babies kept me nicely afloat. ”  by  HR Duff and Stuff

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Monday, December 24th, 2012

Cover for Drabblecast episode 267, Postapocalypsemas, by Mary MatticeSandeer smelled her.

It was just a whiff, a few molecules of something familiar and therefore sweet, wafting on a late afternoon breeze that otherwise carried only the usual: formaldehyde, benzene, dioxin, chromium, and miscellaneous particulate matter both organic and non-. (Once, there had been the smell of roasting chestnuts and crackling logs and simmering spiced cider, but in recent cycles only less pleasant things burned.) There, represented by an air sample just barely statistically significant, was the scent of Sophie.

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Episode Art:  Mary Mattice

Twabble:  “Wait. He has control of the weather, healing powers, boulder-moving strength AND can walk on water? Best. X-Man. Ever. ”  by  Etaan

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Wednesday, December 19th, 2012

Cover for Drabblecast B-Sides 18, On the Vinegar Valves of Venus, by Bo KaierMonsignor’s Log, stardate the Millennium Feast of Saints Blot & Cugat…

It was a very special day, so I wore the least tatty of my vestments. The chasuble is only slightly frayed, the stains on the cincture have faded, the alb, granted, is little better than a rag.  I cannot get the grease out of the amice, and the stole is in tatters. The less said about the maniple the better. But by adjusting the lighting so it played through the cobwebs I think only the sharpest-eyed of congregants will have noticed. I did my best to disguise the stink by spraying the chapel with an aerosol can of Essence of Blood of the Lamb. It was decocted, of course, not from the real blood of a real lamb, but from chemical compounds manufactured in the lab by boffins. I have seen pictures of so-called “real” lambs in a codex. They look like tinier versions of sheep, if, that is, they were drawn to scale. Who knows?

First appeared online at the author's website, Hooting Yard, 7 June 2012.
Episode Art:  Bo Kaier

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