Tides of Reflection – Mark Rookyard

The winds whispered promises of winter as they plucked with cold fingers at Silven’s shawl. She held it tighter around her shoulders and tucked her hair behind her ear. It was quiet on the cliff tops, the world seemingly shocked into appalled silence after the violence of the storm the night before. The sky was a parched blue, and diamonds of light danced on the sea under hazy pink clouds. The path along the clifftop…

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A question for Brad Preslar

Q: What is the hardest part of writing for you?

A: The blank page. It stares back and says all kinds of terrible things about you, your talent (or lack thereof), and whether or not you’ll ever come up with anything worth defacing it with. It reminds you of all the other things you might need to do before you start actually writing. It scoffs at all the ideas you want to write on it. That said, once I’ve put down a word, then a sentence, and then a paragraph, the momentum seems to build. The blank page loses its voice. It’s just that first word that’s so hard.


Brad Preslar’s story “A Song Without a Voice” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 13 May 2016. Subscribe to our e-mail updates so you’ll know when new stories go live.

About Molly Etta

Molly Etta is a graduate student in Comparative Literature, living in the San Francisco Bay area. When she isn’t scribbling about dragons made of ink, she tends to be buried in research on allegorical reinterpretations of Ovid in Old French.


Molly Etta’s story “Solomon and the Dragon’s Tongue” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 20 May 2016. Subscribe to our e-mail updates so you’ll know when new stories go live.

Gathering Dust – Meryl Stenhouse

There’s a bench I like to sit on, with my legs tucked up, pretending I’m just another student on break from university. People always have a smile for me—a young woman in the sun—until they see the sores and the thin wrists and then their eyes slide up and away, up and away as if they have just remembered something important. I grin at them and pick at the scratches on my arms, mindlessly or…

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A question for Mark Rookyard

Q: Are you optimistic about the future of humanity?

A: I’d say I’m 50/50. There’s the excitement and wonder of new technology and where that can take us, but then I think there’s always humanity’s baser instincts holding us back from what we could truly achieve. I could never imagine humanity, with all its failings, will ever achieve a utopia.


Mark Rookyard’s story “Tides of Reflection” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 6 May 2016. Subscribe to our e-mail updates so you’ll know when new stories go live.

About Brad Preslar

Brad Preslar writes from Nashville, Tennessee, where he lives with his wife Ellie and their dog Stella (named for his wife’s favorite cider.) He wrote unique selling propositions and concepts for ten years at ad agencies in NC and OH before going freelance to devote more time to writing fiction. Brad grew up in Winston-Salem, NC where he studied Communication at Wake Forest University. He also received a MFA in film production from the University of Miami.

www.readbradpreslar.com


Brad Preslar’s story “A Song Without a Voice” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 13 May 2016. Subscribe to our e-mail updates so you’ll know when new stories go live.