And now, direct from the DAGSTINE LAND archives… A Blast from the Past…!
December’s Blast from the Past goes to a supernatural horror webzine still in existence. A quarterly webzine found in the Writer’s Market. A few years ago you had publications like Night Terrors, Black Satellite, All Hallows, Black Petals, Outer Darkness, The Silver Web, Deathrealm, 2AM Magazine, and Cyber-Psychos AOD. I was a real amateur then, but during those years (a.k.a. the pre-blogging phenomenon), you had online entities such as The Midnight Times! These were the good old days of online & print horror, folks, when The Writer’s Market barely listed Horror markets at all.
I originally appeared in the Summer 2004 Online Edition. Edited by Jay Manning. They are a themed, quarterly publication. Company name: Tower Web Productions.
Summer 2004 Archives; the archives are always available, and after almost five years of superior-themed dark fiction, I’d like to wish Midnight Times the best. Here’s to another five great years, another twenty issues, showcasing some of yesterday’s up-and-comers.
THE GHOULS OF CHARON BY LAWRENCE R. DAGSTINE.
“Ready for the big show?” Captain Aramis was standing beside a power winch that fed cold fusion through a generator extending out the side of the rocket’s hull and down into the strange icy mists surrounding the chunk of ice better known as Charon… (continued)
SARAH SMOKES MARLBOROS BY KATHERINE M. SIEBENALER.
When I was a good girl I had blond hair and white knee socks and a secret taste for Marlboro Lights. I attended an all-girls Catholic high school of enough notoriety in town that our navy blue and gold uniforms were instantly recognizable and the even modestly-devout would go out of their way to stop us on the street… (continued)
TO KEEP SOMETHING IN BY RICK MCQUISTON.
Dylan sat quietly in the rear seat of his father’s Oldsmobile. The car hummed a monotonous drone as an endless sea of corn stalks, trees and unevenly dispersed foliage flew past the windows. It was another trip to Grandpa’s cottage… (continued)
VENGEANCE FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE POETRY BY JOHN MEANY.
THE WATERGHOST BY DONNA MARIE ROBB.
“Why must you always be so serious, sister?” Leyrra asked Faylith in her annoyingly cheerful manner. They, along with some of the other students at the Guild House, were helping the kitchen women peel tubers, stuff mushrooms and gut fish in preparation for tonight’s feast… (continued)
Direct links to submission guidelines and past issues below:
Submission Guidelines: http://towerweb.net/mt/mt_guidelines.shtml
Back Issues/Archive Link: http://towerweb.net/mt/back_issues.shtml
Until my next Blast from the Past… 😉
Lawrence R. Dagstine