New Micro Fiction
Grief Cakes – New Micro Fiction
My hybrid micro-fiction Grief Cakes has just been published in Issue One of Reverie Magazine. Grief Cakes is written in the form of a recipe. Fiction? Prose Poem? Tough call. If you enjoy it, call it what you like. The editors of Reverie Magazine chose to publish Grief Cakes as a poem, and I am fine with that.
Read the Poem (story?) Now!
Reverie Magazine is a brand new ‘Zine. Show your love for these hard-working editors (and Indie Writers) by giving them a read. Reverie is a FREE online read, so you can spread the Lit-Love without forking over a dime. How about that? Just mash the big button:
Read Grief CakesBut wait! There’s still more. Reverie Magazine is a veritable cornucopia of literary delights. Check out their ‘Zine at:
And… a New MEF Record!
Things here at the MEF lair have gone from crazy to down right insane. As of this writing, ten (count ’em, TEN!) acceptances have rolled through the virtual gates. That smashes the previous monthly record by a country mile. W00T! Look for more stories coming you way. Lots more stories!
That’s it, My Lovelies! I’m going walkabout in SE Asia, so there will be some travel blog stuff on the horizon. Stay tuned for all the latest by following the MEF blog:
https://www.marcoetheridgefiction.com/whats-new-in-marcos-world-the-blog/
Whilst I’m Away…
If travel plans are in your future, you’ll need a good book. Look no further, My Bodacious Readers! How about a great collection of dark stories? The Wrong Name awaits:
The Wrong Name
Stories from the darker edge
The Wrong Name – Stories from the Darker Edge, stories of the darkness that lies within us, and the occasional glimmer of hope that keeps us afloat in the shadows. Doppelgangers and crones, artificial and human intelligence gone wrong, murder, revenge, tragedies embraced, and fates narrowly avoided. Reluctant heroes tire of the chase and ghosts relive the past. Bodies must be disposed of, corpses arise, and dreams damned. Here is magick, for good or ill. Twenty-one tales of darkness, and the occasional glimmer of hope that keeps us afloat in the shadows. Welcome, Reader, to The Wrong Name.
