It came from David A. Gray

David A. Gray’s story “Hishi” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 23 February 2018. “Hishi” came from a bunch of directions at once. I was worrying about my daughter and the world I’m raising her in, where rich old white men seem intent on burning it all down and ensuring she has no rights. And where we as a species seem to be sending our kids to war, or to bomb and kill. So I …

It came from Mark David Adam

Mark David Adam’s story “Hold This Star for Me” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 16 February 2018. “Hold This Star For Me” started as an exploration of the idea of lost memory. My first draft began with a page and a half of the main character obsessed with the idea of repressed memory, feeling he’d had experiences in childhood he couldn’t recall. After the story was finished, I realized this musing about the possibility …

It came from David Gallay

David Gallay’s story “Cheminagium” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 9 February 2018. This story began with the image of a two men standing before a gate in the mountains. At their feet was a body, crumpled in the snow. I knew the two men were brothers. The body remained a mystery until I heard someone define “cheminage” on the radio, as an old word for a toll to pass through the forest. That’s exactly …

It came from David Z. Morris

David Z. Morris’s story “Love in its Heart” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 2 February 2018. This story was inspired directly by a real cat named Nebula. My wife badly wanted a cat, but this one was practically demonic – the incidents of accidental mutilation in the story, but also the sense of deep attachment to something dangerous – came from Nebula. She disappeared when we briefly left a window open on a hot …

It came from Michael Gardner (again)

Michael Gardner’s story “This Side of the Wall” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 19 January 2018. I read an amazing short story called ‘The Wombly’ by K. L. Morris (Shimmer Magazine, Issue 32). Womblys are strange things that attach themselves to people, turning those people into soap, or metal, or glass, depending on the type of Wombly. A Wombly can be passed to someone else to bear and, once they are, they can’t be …

It came from Emily McIntyre

Emily McIntyre’s story “Jewel/Gem Offering” was published in Metaphorosis on Friday, 12 January 2018. Summer in Portland is a riot of roses. Funereal roses, scattering their fragile petals around them like Miss Havisham’s train; glowing roses like tiny sun-bits just waiting to be noticed; classic tea roses whispering of the past. I spend a lot of time on my bike in the summer in this city, thinking while I ride, and occasionally I pull over …