Andrew Leon Hudson is an improper Englishman whose previous employment includes selling Christmas hampers and contact lenses, “intoxicant delivery”, prosthetic make-up manufacture, servicing the armed forces and saving the world from millennial apocalypse. His first novel came and then went again, so now he’s mostly doing that sort of thing himself.
I was born and currently reside in San Francisco, and spend most of my time painting & drawing. At the age of three, we moved to Chicago and lived there for seven years before moving back to San Francisco. Since the age of six, I had an interest in artwork, especially science fiction related artwork. During most of my early childhood, I played “pretend” with my brothers and friends from the neighborhood, which involves aliens and their civilizations. I would continue to do so till around the age of 13, while continuing to draw fictional scenes. During high school, I enrolled in a major of fine arts. And in 2012, I graduated from high school and enrolled into California College of the Arts.
Ekaterinya Vladinakova‘s image “Siruveil” is the cover art for our October 2016 stories.
Allison is a Kansas-based writer. She teaches, and has taught many things, including but not limited to piano, second grade, and creative writing, and can usually be found in the vicinity of books, cats, music, and tea. Allison is currently finishing an MFA in Creative Writing at Hamline University.
Sabrina N. Balmick’s story “La Belle Dame” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 4 March 2016. I wrote the first draft of “La Belle Dame” one summer after reading the Keats poem. I’d read it several times before, but this time it struck me differently. Maybe it was because I’d read it with a writer’s eyes for the first time; maybe I’m just a sucker for tragic romances. I liked that the ending was open …
Q: What’s your favorite kind of pie?
A: Strawberry. During the summer as a boy, we used to visit my grandparents in Missouri and my grandmother would make us wonderful strawberry pies. When I think of summer I still think of backyard fireworks, uncomfortable lawn chairs, and a plate full of strawberry pie in my lap.