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PodCastle Is Seeking A Story for Halloween!


This week, PodCastle invites you to scare us! We are looking for a Halloween story for 2017. If you’re a writer with a short story (original or reprint) that you’d like us to run this Halloween, visit our submittable portal now. Scary or funny, ghosts, ghouls, or goblins—haunted stories of all kinds are welcome.

The jaws of the portal snap shut at the unholiest of hours (midnight, EST) on August 19th, so be sure to feed the beast your less-than-6,000 word offering in time. Simultaneous submissions and multiple submissions will be regurgitated automatically, so please don’t send them for this call. See the portal for more terrifying submissions details.

 

Khaalidah Muhammad-Ali and Jen R. Albert

PodCastle Editors

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PodCastle 483: Thirteen Bullets

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Rated R for adult themes


Thirteen Bullets

by Laurence Raphael Brothers

The stagecoach lurches to a halt in a clearing beside the road. Four wild-eyed black geldings rear up and whinny as the top-hatted stage driver cracks a whip over their heads.

“Nous sommes ici,” says the driver. “Cimetière. La fin de la ligne!”

The coach door slams open and the No-Good Kid clambers out, bleary-eyed, cursing, unsteady on his feet. His blond hair is tousled and mussed. He had to leave Albuquerque without his hat but it’s obvious what color it was because all the rest of his gear is white. Or it used to be white. Now it’s dingy with the dust of the journey. Not the best choice for hard travelling, but then he didn’t have much time to pack. His luggage consists mainly of card decks and empty whiskey bottles.

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PodCastle 482: The Family Ghost

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Rated PG-13


The Family Ghost

By Rati Mehrotra

The day before she left for her husband’s village, Urmila got her dowry: a goat, two gold bangles, and the family ghost. The bangles were pretty and the goat would be useful, but what would she do with the ghost? Dirty, smelly old thing.

“Be quiet,” said her mother when she complained. “You’ll see. The ghost will be a valuable asset to you in your new life.”

“You just want to get rid of it,” said Urmila. “And you want to boast to your cousins that you gave me three things for my dowry. You’ve only given me two good things, and if I subtract the one bad thing, that leaves just one.”

Her mother grabbed her ear. “You’re not so old that I can’t give you a good thrashing.”

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Announcements


Greetings good people,

It is only August and we can definitively say that PodCastle has had a fantastic year in more ways than one.

We ran our third Artemis Rising in March, and showcased some of the best stories by women and non-binary authors. We had our first Eid Special with a fantastic story by Saladin Ahmed. We have added on a bright bunch of new staff. We became a SFWA-qualifying pro rate publication, and we have had a record number of submissions from some very talented writers.

Save for a couple of dates, we’ve also pretty much filled our lineup of stories for the remainder of the year. Because of this, we will be keeping general submissions closed until October. This does not include two specific open calls.

  1. August 13th through 19th we will open submissions for our Halloween special. If you have a story that you think fits, or something you’ve been ruminating over, get to work and send it to us.
  2. Submissions for our fourth Artemis Rising, slated to run March of next year, will be open during the month of September. Artemis Rising 4 will be edited by our magnificent and much beloved assistant editor Setsu Uzume.

Lastly, don’t forget to head on over to the forums to follow the voting for our Flash Fiction IV Contest.

Jen Albert and Khaalidah Muhammad-Ali, co-editors PodCastle

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PodCastle 481: What the Fires Burn

Show Notes

Rated R


What the Fires Burn

by A. Merc Rustad

It’s near dusk when VanDrake Tage Rannheim trudges into the city to meet a friend. He sticks to the lee of buildings, smog and shadow wrapping his coat. Don’t like a lot of attention. Can’t help it, mostly, but he keeps his greatcoat pulled closed to conceal weapons. Ain’t wiped the mud off the back sigil, either.

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PodCastle 480: All of the Cuddles With None of the Pain

Show Notes

Rated PG


All of the Cuddles With None of the Pain

By J. J. Roth

What is a Reborn?

A Reborn is an artist-enhanced baby doll that looks and feels lifelike. Artists create Reborns as one-of-a-kind collectibles, often from ordinary play dolls transformed into art suitable for hands-off display—or hands-on cuddling.

While reasonably durable, Reborns are not children’s toys. Rough play may damage them.

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PodCastle Miniature 99: Ghost of the Shoals

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Rated R


Ghost of the Shoals

By Sandra M. Odell

Pharah Dupree always wore her hair up tight.


“You ever hear of Muscle Shoals, Manny?” she said one afternoon. We sat on the back porch steps of Rock Bottom Studios, her with a cigarette, me with a longneck Bud, thinking about how good it’d feel if she smiled my way. “Some of the best music in the world came out of Muscle Shoals, all the big names. Aretha, Rolling Stones, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Wilson Pickett, Bob Dylan, Percy Sledge.”

The sun beat the sweat out of me and cut dusty shadows through the trees around the edge of the gravel parking lot. “Yeah. They say the Tennessee River’s what makes the Muscle Shoals sound.”

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PodCastle 479: Dragon Girl

Show Notes

Rated R


Dragon Girl

By Cat Sparks

I fell in love with a dragon boy when I was seventeen. The dragon train—five creatures long—camped near Grimpiper in the days before it crossed the Great Divide. Beyond the stones lay the Dead Red Heart. Our ’stead nestled in amongst the shadow dunes. Close enough to the Sand Road, not too close to its bandits and its warlords.

We’d been pushing our water wheels across miles of stone when the kite went up. Blue tail flags might mean many things but this time blue meant drag­ons. We dropped the wheels and ran up Puckers Ridge. Right to the top and there they were, five dragons chewing through wild melon fields below. Thick-set creatures, bellies low to the ground.

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PodCastle 478: A Ghost Among The Mangroves

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Rated PG-13


A Ghost Among the Mangroves

By Naru Sundar

They must have executed me while I waited in the mangrove shadows. Here, amidst the cicada trill, amidst the basso rumble of distant ships in the Trincomalee harbor. The Seiko at my feet, my brother Vasanthan’s parting gift, lies broken. Its broken hands mark my passage into this juddering, flickering, solitary awareness.  I am but one ghost, with not even Vasanthan for company, no matter how much I want him to be here.  But how can that be? Sri Lanka must throng with ghosts, hundreds and thousands of them, monsters and innocent both.

And which am I?

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PC 477: Crickets Sing for Naomi

Show Notes

Rated PG-13


Crickets Sing for Naomi

By Eden Royce

“If these danggone crickets don’t stop following me,” Naomi grumbled as the insect bounded out of the path of her wedge heel. Another of the bugs scuttled across the top of her foot, its spiny legs pricking her exposed skin. Under the streetlight, moths danced in the circle of brightness on the otherwise dim road. Heat ebbed from the asphalt, making her wish she’d worn flip-flops.

For months, the insects had followed her around. At her parents’ house, one had even jumped out of  her pocketbook onto the hardwood floor. While her mother screamed and leapt onto a chair, her father had chuckled, scooped up the invader, and placed it outside.

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