Both excellent. First is The Last Final Girl, part of a slasher Night Worms package:
Next is a Mongrels book group happening over at Goodreads:
…Not going to say I cut my teeth on this story, quite. What I cut my teeth on, short-fiction-wise, would be Ellen Datlow’s selections for OMNI, way back when. Those stories didn’t just sustain me, they molded me. Recently, when OMNI started all over again, I was maybe going to be in issue #2, even, which would have so wonderfully full-circle. But then, like all good things (he said cynically), it fell apart. Anyway, no, I didn’t cut my teeth on John Updike̵…
Some slipped through this time—forgot to copy the URLs across, just closed-tab and went on to the next thing. So: blip, gone. But the thing about the internet is that there’s always more. Anyway, here’s what I’ve been into last few . . . I don’t know, ‘days’ for sure, but also ‘weeks,’ and probably not plural months. But maybe one month, or a month and a half. Just the best, none of the drek:
…Or, close to home, anyway: Canyon, WTAMU, courtesy CSAW.
And I was also lucky enough to get to scoot out to Hereford, talk to the high schoolers there. Was cool. Broke down once in Hereford for a couple days, had three dollars and a bag of Cheetos, so bought a loaf of bread, palmed some ketchup packets, and ate Cheeto and ketchup sandwiches for a few meals in a row. Anyway, Hereford High School:
And, my flights home all got cancelled, as happens (snow in …