Sunday, September 6th, 2015

Cover for Drabblecast, In The Walls, by Hannah HollowayThe deadliest things in war are not bullets and guns, but hunger and desperation.
I’m hungry.

Penny gets the bed tonight, I’m on watch, Erik is out looting for food and supplies. If he were white, he tells us seriously, the press would say he was scavenging. But for him, it’s looting.

Not that there’s a press anymore. The newspaper we stuffed inside our makeshift mattress were all from three weeks ago. Then the newspaper company was bombed. That was a week after the Internet service provider was bombed. And while we missed the Internet, no one missed Comcast.

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Mur Lafferty's Shambling Guide to New York City Escapepod Episode 500
Episode Art:  Hannah Holloway

Twabble:  “Tightly grasping the ancient sundial's twisted gnomon, I ease it straight. The Sun roars and lurches. Darkness falls. ”  by  seani

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Saturday, July 4th, 2015

Cover for Drabblecast episode The Totals by Bo KaierClutch has killed somebody recently.

This goes without saying.

For as long as Clutch can remember, he has always killed somebody “recently.” If not within the last few hours, then certainly within the last few days. He may have gone as long as a couple of weeks without, from time to time, when circumstances conspired against him. But never as long as a month, no, not for living memory.


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Story produced by Fred Greenhalgh with Final Rune Productions in conjunction with Mind's Eye Productions.
This story first appeared in Nightmare magazine, February 2014.
Episode Art:  Bo Kaier
Read by:  George Ledoux   For more George check out God of the Razor in the Radio Drama Revival HALLOWEEN Horror Extravaganza! episode.

Twabble:  “The first working bullshit detector was outlawed as a threat to the public good. Of course we all knew that was bullshit. ”  by  Eric Marsh

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Sunday, May 24th, 2015

Cover for Drabblecast episode The Horses of Lir by Bo KaierI sent this one to The Saturday Evening Post. Three times. They kept losing the ms. I stopped.

The moonlight was muted and scattered by the mist above the loch. A chill breeze stirred the white tendrils to a sliding, skating motion upon the water’s surface. Staring into the dark depths, Randy smoothed his jacket several times, then stepped forward. He pursed his lips to begin and discovered that his throat was dry.

Sighing, almost with relief, he turned and walked back several paces. The night was especially soundless about him. He seated himself upon a rock, drew his pipe from his pocket and began to fill it.

This story first appeared in the anthology Whispers III, published in August 1981.
Episode Art:  Bo Kaier

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Tuesday, November 4th, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast episode 341, The Litany of Earth, by Bill HalliarAfter a year in San Francisco, my legs grew strong again. A hill and a half lay between the bookstore where I found work and the apartment I shared with the Kotos. Every morning and evening I walked, breathing mist and rain into my desert-scarred lungs, and every morning the walk was a little easier. Even at the beginning, when my feet ached all day from the unaccustomed strain, it was a hill and a half that I hadn’t been permitted for seventeen years.

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The story first appeared on in May, 2014.
Episode Art:  Bill Halliar

Twabble:  “Death stalked the land. Actually, he rode a scooter delivering pizzas. Those scientists and their immortality serum. ”  by  Pondspider

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Thursday, September 4th, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast episode 337, The Only Game in Town, by Bo KaierWalking back up the road toward home, I saw Rich Hartzell locking up his cabin. His car was stuffed to the roof with cardboard boxes and black trash bags; only the driver’s seat was empty.






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This story is a Drabblecast Original
Episode Art:  Bo Kaier
Music by:   "Fire in the Blood" sung by Ralph Stanley and Emmylou Harris

Twabble:  “Local cops are looking for witnesses to a recent hit and run. I'll bet it was the same guy who threw a tricycle under my car. ”  by  unreliable narrator

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Sunday, August 17th, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast episode 335, To Whatever, by Mike DominicTo whatever lives in the walls—

Please stop taking my half & half.
Let’s get this out of the way: I know you’re there. Don’t think I’m unaware of the scrabbling sounds, the walls creaking from your bulk, the way my razor in the morning is never exactly where I left it last night. Richard always said it was the building settling—as if a building, however old, could take apples out of the fruit crisper—but he was as wrong about that as he was about a lot of things beyond the scope of this note. And since he moved out I feel you’ve gotten bolder.


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This story is a Drabblecast original.
Episode Art:  Mike Dominic
Read by:  Nathan Lee

Twabble:  “The marionette boy dreamt of a world enveloped in string, from city to tree to cloud to moon. The freedom to fly anywhere. ”  by  bryanwitha_y

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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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