Happy Halloween!

Hope you are dry, warm and have the lights on wherever you may be on one of the stranger Halloween nights in recent memory.

A few short stories are on the way, the first of which is appearing in the Fall 2012 issue of On Spec. "Destroyer" is my offering for a special apocalypse-themed issue.  I'm eager to see what the other authors have for end-of-the-world scenarios. Zombies?  Meteors?  Plague?  Spiders?  The possibilities are endless.  This is my third time appearing in the pages of the Canadian Magazine of the Fantastic and I couldn't be more thrilled.  For more info, visit www.onspec.ca .

Also on the way, in 2013, is "Goldmine" -- appearing in the pages of Chilling Tales Two: In Words, Alas, Drown I.  This horror anthology comes to you courtesy of Edge Science Fiction & Fantasy Publishing/ Hades Publications and editor Michael Kelly.

To whet your appetite for the anthology, check out Michael's horror magazine Shadows and Tall Trees.  Issue #4 features fiction from Robert Shearman, Alison Moore, Reggie Oliver and more.  For more info visit www.undertowbooks.com .  The magazine, which is Undertow's flagship publication, has been drawing great reviews of late.

As for Chilling Tales Two, more info can be found here.

Well, the last of the little monsters have left the front porch, time to go watch a few scary movies...

Adios amigos,

Dan

Manitoba is drowning...and we all live by the river.

Christmas came a little late this year...Friday, Jan. 13 to be precise. That's when I saw Chris Orapello's amazing cover for Title Goes Here #10. The image ("Death by Water") is a companion piece to "Highwater" -- a short story I have appearing in the issue.

"Highwater" weighs in at a giant-monster sized 7,404 words--too long for most markets--but thankfully it found a home at TGH.

This apocalyptic story was inspired by a question that comes to me every spring here in Manitoba. This is floodland; we endure a "flood of the century" every three or four years, it seems. You watch the Red River swell over its banks, keep a fearful eye on the basement and turn on the TV to see oversized lakes consuming the landscape and polar bears treading water. And every year, without fail, I'll wonder: what if the fucking water doesn't stop rising?

Digital and print versions are available here.