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B. Morris Allen’s story “Adaptations to Coastal Erosion” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 24 June 2016. This story started with literary theft. I was reading Jonathan Carroll’s After Silence, which includes a brief story-within-a-story about a woman who gets skinnier and skinnier, and eventually floats away from her husband. Carroll doesn’t do much more with it, but the idea intrigued me – the sudden and unexplained negation of physical laws for just one person.…

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Dragons I Have Slain – B. Morris Allen

I collect dragon tears. It isn’t difficult; they’re insidious and subtle, and they seep through my armor and into my skin like ink, leaving me stained, soiled, sorrowful — a human map of misery. The Dragon Atlas, I call it — marked with the precise locations of honor and shame. Dragons cry for the same reasons we do — pain, heartache, joy. We think of them as wise and cold, but wisdom is no antidote…

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Adaptations to Coastal Erosion – B. Morris Allen

It was after summer that Nora started to sink. Just footsteps a little deeper than usual; she saw them as she came back on her walk, comparing her outgoing, energetic pace to her homecoming, philosophical one. The prints were firm and well defined in the hard wet sand, but deep, and she tried to remember whether she had been running. But the toeprints were too clean, and besides, running, at her age? Examined, her memory…

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A question for B. Morris Allen

Q: Do you use music for inspiration? If so what do you listen to?

A: Constantly. That is, I don’t consciously look to music for inspiration, but it helps me out all the same. I like to write (and read) with music on, and every now and then something will just jump out and suggest a story to me. Given that I’m not listening with my full attention, it’s a misheard lyric as often as not. Sometimes it’s a fragment of lyric that I repurpose. Either way, it goes down in the idea file for future use.

The only time I  consciously set out to work from a song was with my first ever story, “Blind”, written in the 1980s (published in 2011). It’s a very literal interpretation of the Deep Purple song by the same name. In slightly more recent days, I stole Brian Setzer’s title “Drive Like Lightning…Crash Like Thunder” for a pair of pulpy SF adventures, and a line from Fred Eaglesmith’s “Seven Shells” for a children’s story.

Those artists give you a feeling for what I listen to: hard rock, rockabilly, and gloomy singer-songwriters. Throw in some classic country (Merle, Waylon) and some Euro-pop (Herbert Grönemeyer, Fiorella Mannoia), and that covers a lot of it.


B. Morris Allen’s story “Adaptations to Coastal Erosion” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 24 June 2016. Subscribe to our e-mail updates so you’ll know when new stories go live.

About B. Morris Allen

B. Morris Allen grew up in a house full of books that traveled the world. Nowadays, they’re e-books, and lighter to carry, but they’re still multiplying. He’s been a biochemist, an activist, and a lawyer, and now works as a foreign aid consultant. When he’s not roaming foreign countries fighting corruption, he’s on the Oregon coast, chatting with seals. In the occasional free moment, he edits Metaphorosis magazine, and works on his own speculative stories of love and disaster.

www.BMorrisAllen.com


B. Morris Allen’s story “Adaptations to Coastal Erosion” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 24 June 2016. Subscribe to our e-mail updates so you’ll know when new stories go live.