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INTERVIEW: MARK CASSELL - PART TWO

Welcome back to Part Two of Confessions interview with Mark Cassell.
In tonight’s session, Mark tells us all about his book The Shadow Fabric and takes on The Ten Confessions.

It’s only Tuesday but go grab some pizza and a beer, sit back, and mostly……enjoy!




CoaR - Moving on to The Shadow Fabric, what is that all about? What did you want to achieve with it?

MC - It's a tale of a sentient darkness, of 17th-century devices, and deceit among old friends, following one man's struggle to unravel his past. I wanted to write a book that I needed to read. Having been bored to death of vampires and werewolves, of zombies and goblins, I had to devise a new evil and so I created the Shadow Fabric.

I've never read a book that strips down witchcraft and demonology and turned it on its head, so I wrote it myself. Not once did I expect it to expand into the mythos it's become, and I still get demands for more stories.


CoaR - It is very dark. Is this the sort of horror you like to read and write rather than say, the out and out blood and guts?

MC - Yep, I've never been one for gore and graphic violence, not mankind's horror. We're reminded of that too often when switching on the news. I prefer the supernatural or even alien horror, the stuff that's on the other side of what we believe is real. It's my escape from reality.


CoaR - Without giving anything away of the story, it is not really the sort of theme that you can research too much. Does this make it harder or easier to write?

MC - It makes it so damn difficult. Tearing apart the fact and fiction we've all grown up with takes time to develop, building the foundations for a whole new mythos. With demonology and witchcraft there's a certain amount of grounding, but it takes many drafts to make a new angle actually work. Even some of the short stories in the mythos have taken a ridiculous amount of drafts to perfect.


CoaR - I know from reading your site that you have more plans for the Shadow Fabric Mythos.Will this mean more novels? Even a series?

MC - I am currently scribbling notes for a sequel and a prequel, yes, and the mythos will certainly continue as a series. However, each novel or novella will be a standalone story.




CoaR - What is it about prequels? Why not just write it first?

MC - From what I've discovered about storytelling, it's the background that matters. When fleshing out a novel, especially when dealing with something as complex as this particular sentient darkness, a writer needs to know not only what is happening, but also the how and why of it.

Having filled a couple of notebooks with scribbles, be they random sentences or entire scenes that lost a place in the novel, they can all be used somewhere else. Whether in a prequel or sequel.

I know precisely what you mean about prequels though, and of course the Star Wars saga is recognised for that. Actually for me, it was a fan (I'll give him a shout here: Mark Green, hi!) who came to my table at a convention. He mentioned two characters from The Shadow Fabric, asking of their hostility and history. I'll answer him soon.


CoaR - Where in the hell did you come up with the scenes for this? It is very involved and imaginative.

MC - I laid out plans from the very start, knowing the beginning and end, and wanted to avoid every cliché there was. It took time. Some scenes were lifted straight from dreams whereas others took a great deal of shaping. For instance, I needed to develop a device with which to stitch the Shadow Fabric, and even after creating a 17th-century hourglass complete with wrist harness, I still had the issue of bringing it into the 21st century.

When it came to precisely how the stitching occurs, that's when I truly had fun.


CoaR - So none of this is taken from anything similar in legends or folklore? This is all out of your imagination?

MC - Entirely from my noodle, yes. I think that's why it took so damn long to lay down the groundwork. I think I scribbled and scrawled more than I ended up typing, no joke.

I didn't realise it at first but as the plot evolved, it was necessary to reshape witchcraft and demonology into something more than a standalone novel.




CoaR - Naming your lead character Leo – was this paying tribute to your hero Leo Sayer?

MC - Dammit, man! Ha! No, Leo was actually named after a cat we once had.

The poor guy was killed out on a main road. He was my little buddy, and was in fact one of the black cats mentioned in the dedication.


CoaR - Was Leo the cat named after Leo Sayer?

MC - Haha! No. No, he wasn't. He was Leo long before I met him.


CoaR - What do you like to do when you’re not writing?

MC - I'm a gym-goer, and love cooking. I aim to be healthy inside and out.  Also, I'll admit to being a tree-hugger at heart. I love the outdoors, hiking, etc. In fact, my wife and I just got back from Madeira; beautiful walks through the mountains with our heads in the clouds. That's pretty much what we’re about.

Our honeymoon was the Inca Trail up to Machu Picchu, incidentally.


CoaR - Have you ever been to China? Walked the Great Wall? I was there once and could swear I saw someone like you there. Thought that was where I recognised you from.

MC - Perhaps it was my evil twin.

Closest place to China I've visited is Hong Kong, and it is more British than Chinese. Given the roads and signposts are the same as here, it was surreal to see such familiar markings beneath looming skyscrapers supported by bamboo scaffold. Fantastic vibe though, don't get me wrong. The atmosphere there was incredible. As for the Great Wall, that's a walk I intend to one day dirty my boots with.


CoaR - What’s coming in the future from Mark Cassell?

MC - I'm working on a bunch of horror stories based along the south coast. As for a longer project: I'm in the process of writing a novella—the prequel I mentioned earlier—that features the history of Lucas and Victor, two characters you may recognise from The Shadow Fabric novel. It'll be based in the 80’s when they both were younger. The way it's evolving, think Indiana Jones meets The Grudge.





THE TEN CONFESSIONS


1 Who would you view as your main competitor in the writing world?

This is something I have never thought of. There's so many of us out there. So I guess I'm still trying to find the fucker.


2 What book or author have you read that you think should never have been published?

G.P. Taylor's debut novel, Shadowmancer. It's terrible. I hated it so much yet still read it to the end because I was determined to understand how and why I felt this way. Reading the reviews, I saw I'm not alone.


3 Are any of the things your characters have experienced in your books been based on something that has actually happened to you? What was it?

As mentioned earlier, the main character of The Shadow Fabric has a knee injury, and the book opens with him returning from travelling the world. He also wears combats. His attitude and mannerisms reflect mine, too. He is me.

CoaR - Does he owe people money too?

Maybe that'll pop up in a prequel. Just for you, Nev.


4 Have you ever blatantly stolen an idea or scene and adapted it for one of your own books? If so, care to share?

No blatant rip-off, but one scene from a Dean Koontz novel has stuck with me for years. That man tricked me with a very clever twist, a subtle warp of perception that worked beautifully. I loved it so much that I wrote a short story with that in mind. It's completely different yet the surprise factor—I hope—has a similar impact. In fact, this particular story of mine will soon be published in an upcoming anthology.


5 Have you ever anonymously left a bad review for someone else’s book? If so, care to share?

Nope, never. Even G.P. Taylor's book remains untainted by my hatred.


6 What’s the one thing you are least proud of doing in your life and why?

Allowing people to walk over me. Back when I was employed, working in supermarket retail and then the print industry, I let management and salesman, and even customers, take me for a proper ride. I wish I'd had the backbone to tell them to fuck off.

We live, we learn. And now I can write each and every one of them into a story.


7 What’s the one thing you are MOST proud of doing in your life and why?

My round-the-world travels saw me bungee jump in New Zealand. Against all reasoning and if only to prove to myself that I could (temporarily) overcome my fear of heights, I set out to DO IT the moment I landed in that country.

There I stood, on the edge of a wooden platform looking out over a ravine and wondering just what in hell I was playing at. Then I stepped off. A freefall combined with fear, stomach knotted, cool wind rushing past my ears…and bounce, bounce, bounce. Awesome.


8 What’s your biggest fault?

I take on far too many projects and get distracted far too easily. I tackle many short stories at once and also jump between several larger projects, often leaping from genre to genre. My DIY projects are the same, and even day-to-day stuff is just as messy.

I'd be in one room, doing one thing, get distracted and start something else, then drift into another room and do exactly the same thing. Eventually, there'd be drawers and cupboards open, stuff on the bed or on the desk, things piled on the sofa waiting for my attention…all the while the fridge door remains wide, begging me to grab the milk to make that tea.

But…oh! I didn’t even put the kettle on. Plus, I would've been needing a pee for at least half an hour and now busting.


9 What is your biggest fear?

Can you guess? Please see Number 7: Heights. The older I get, the more that leg-tugging, stomach-churning moment steals my reasoning when looking over an edge.

I seriously doubt I'll ever bungee jump again.


10 If you had to go to confession now, what would be the one thing you would need to get off your chest?

Back when I was a kid, at a friend's house, I wondered how it would sound if I smacked his little brother over the head with a cricket bat. A disappointing sound, if I recall.

Am I sorry now? Not sure. Though I am sorry that I can't remember the sound in detail. Could've used it in a story.

Howzatt!




Well boo hiss but that’s your lot for the interview.

I want to personally thank Mark for giving up his valuable time to take part in this interview. He has been an absolute gentleman throughout this whole process and it has been a pleasure to get to know him over this past few weeks.

This one has been pretty involved with a lot of toing and froing and I thank him for his patience.

Please remember to come back tomorrow night for the Confessions review of The Shadow Fabric and I will include all the links you need to go and buy this little wonderful story.

Thanks again for visiting Confessions of a Reviewer!


Mark Cassell lives in a rural part of the UK with his wife and a number of animals. He often dreams of dystopian futures, peculiar creatures, and flitting shadows. Primarily a horror writer, his steampunk, dark fantasy, and SF stories have featured in numerous anthologies and ezines including Rayne Hall's Ten Tales series and horror zine, Sirens Call.

His best-selling debut novel, The Shadow Fabric, is closely followed by the popular short story collection, Sinister Stitches, and are both only a fraction of an expanding mythos. His most recent release, Chaos Halo 1.0: Alpha Beta Gamma Kill, is in association with Future Chronicles Photography.

And for more about Mark, visit his site or find him on social media:

Website – Facebook – Twitter – Goodreads – Amazon Page - Blog

INTERVIEW: MARK CASSELL - PART ONE

Welcome to Part One of Confessions of a Reviewer’s interview with an author who is, quite possibly, one of the nicest men you will ever meet at a con.

Tonight, we present Mr Mark Cassell.

I first met Mark at Emcon in Nottingham earlier in the year and was immediately impressed by his manor and his set up at the con. This has developed into meeting him a couple of times now and we have had quite a lot of contact putting this together and I have to say my initial impressions were spot on.

In Part One, tonight, Mark talks about himself and his writing in general. He also talks about his obsession with seventies singing star, Leo Sayer, and gives us some info on what he’s doing and how he does it.

Part Two, tomorrow night, features chat all about the new book, some more general stuff and of course The Ten Confessions where it turns out Mr Cassell has one or two demons of his own hiding in closets!

Wednesday sees the Confessions review of his book The Shadow Fabric followed by showing it off on Thursday.

Nothing left to say at this point other than go grab some nibbles and a drink and sit back, and most of all……enjoy!




CoaR – So, tell everyone a bit about yourself in general. Who is Mark Cassell and what is he about?

MC - I'm a guy who lives on the south coast of England with my wife, a cat, a rabbit, and a guinea pig. And I have far too many apocalyptic dreams featuring Sean Bean.


CoaR - Do you have a boring pay the bills job or are you a bone fide writer?

MC - I'm part-time scribe, part-time driving instructor. Twelve years ago I dropped the yes-sir-no-sir shit to embrace self-employment. Becoming an instructor has proven invaluable, now giving me a flexibility to write. It's only recently I've dropped to around fifteen hours a week, leaving me more time for writing.


CoaR - Why writing? Why decide on that as a career?

MC - I need to get the weird stuff out of my head. I can't draw or paint, so I did the word thing.


CoaR - That it? No long winded story about how your family always wanted a writer in the family and because you were the last hope they made you write short stories on the back of toilet paper?

MC - I could give you some profound bollocks about one day discovering the written word where inspiration slapped me across the face and I began writing.

But no, nothing like that.

I've always enjoyed writing, certainly, and I've always loved telling stories and letting my imagination wander. It's a bonus that I'm able to pour it out in written form. Plus, it's a bonus that there are people out there who enjoy my work. Then on top of that, those readers demand more. That's why I'm chasing this.




CoaR - Take us through your process for a story. How do you start it and follow it through to the final product?

MC - Often it'll be a title that I work from, or perhaps even an opening line, then I free-write a first draft where it spews out like a kid's written it. I'll build and sculpt the story rather than write it linear, often going back to delete chunks, shift stuff around and cringe. For me it's a slow process whatever the word count. There are many, many drafts.


CoaR - You seem to be one of those quiet men in the indie horror world. There isn’t much info out there about you, including your own site. Is this how you like it or is it all for show?

MC - Perhaps it's both for show and the way I like it!


CoaR - What’s it worth for me to keep some of the secrets to myself?

MC - A free copy of my next book? I'll sign it and give you a bookmark. In all honesty though, I guess my fiction gives you a good insight into what makes Mark Cassell tick. Not only that, I'd rather write a story than write stuff for my website.


CoaR - How do you keep track of your ideas? Do you carry a notebook with you everywhere or write stuff on the back of your hand?

MC - Notebooks. Everywhere. In every room. That's why I wear combats pretty much all the time, so damn handy with their many pockets.


CoaR - Music seems to play a big part in your life. As I type this I know you are at a festival. How did it go? Who did you like best? I know you were excited to see Leo Sayer!

MC - Haha! Leo bloody Sayer! I was there for the camping and the company, not really the music. Adam Ant headlined and although I think I was keen to see him, I spent the duration of his set necking beer outside our tents. The whole weekend consisted of me emptying beer cans.


CoaR - In case there is someone out there who is unfamiliar with Leo Sayer, Mark asked me to add this video. It’s one of his personal favs.




CoaR - On a serious note, I noticed a Dream Theater quote on your site. Do you reckon, like me, they went to hell when Mike Portnoy left?

MC - Absolutely hell all the way. I often play their albums, and the one I always bounce back to is Images and Words. What year was that produced? '92 I think (I'm not Googling it, can’t be arsed). I reckon my music tastes are stuck in the early 90’s. I often try to tune into new stuff and of different genres, but I always lean on rock and metal of that decade.


CoaR - It was 1992. You Googled it, didn’t you?

MC - Believe me, I didn't! I also know their Awake album was released in 1994. Back when music came in plastic cases rather than clickable links onscreen, I would read—no, I'd devour—the inlay cards. Remember when those inlays featured lyrics, too? Does that still happen?


CoaR – I believe it does but I am a Spotify man now!


CoaR - Can you tell us if any of the characters in your books are based on people you have come across in your life or maybe even yourself?

MC - I'm a horror writer and I kill people. Every one of my stories contains characters sharing traits with those I've met and yeah, even family members. As for myself, the main character of my debut novel has a knee injury, and that's just one example among many where a character's life parallels my own.




CoaR - Did you get embarrassed when you came back from your pee at Horror Con and realised I had sold all your stuff while watching your table? Were you even more embarrassed at the fact I had to give people their change out of my own pocket?

MC - I never get embarrassed; I'm emotionally stunted. Besides, you know I desperately needed that pee. I did consider doing it under the table, you know?


CoaR - Yeah, I had a look under the table. What was with all the masks?

MC - Those, my friend, are the faces of my enemies. Seeing that you still have your face intact and it is not now a leathery feature in my collection, shows you're not an enemy. Let's keep it that way.


CoaR - Are you ever going to give me that change back?

MC - Dude! Did I not pay you back? Sorry, man. How much do I owe you?


CoaR - It was 50p. I was 50p short for my taxi to the train station so I had to walk. Was the pee worth that?

MC - I'm outta change right now, so it'll have to be an I-owe-you. That okay? Besides, walking's good for you; keeps the blood flowing.




CoaR - Tell us about Chaos Halo?

MC - It's an ongoing dystopian cyberpunk saga inspired by the images of Future Chronicles Photography, first published in their zine. I often attend conventions with them, and their cosplayers and models have proven invaluable for ideas.
Only released a couple of months ago, Chaos Halo 1.0: Alpha Beta Gamma Kill is already pulling some fantastic reviews. Someone recently said it's like "Blade Runner meets Mad Max…with a cyborg chick."


CoaR - So this is definitely going to continue?

MC - It will. I have a whole notebook dedicated to the protagonist, Abigail, and what she learns of her origins. Right now however, the Chaos Halo series is taking a back seat so I can concentrate on the Shadow Fabric Mythos.


CoaR - Who would be the authors you would give the credit of being your influences and who do you just not “get”?

MC - Brian Lumley is up there among my top influences, with his awesome Necroscope series where he perfects the crossovers between horror and fantasy. There's a slice of Sci-Fi in there, too. Next, I have to say the boundary-leaping Clive Barker: his supernatural stuff is off the chart.

As for an author I do not get, I have tried countless times to read Terry Pratchett. I fail every time.


CoaR - What’s the most difficult part of writing for you?

MC - Shoving aside the procrastination demon, that sneaky bastard. Social media is a time drainer, but you gotta be seen to be active right?


CoaR - Talking of social media, why do you have a website, and a blog?

MC - Sad as it is to say, these days I hardly ever blog. I just want to write! My hits are pretty low and I rarely add content.

However, my website does lead directly to a Free Story subscriber list, and that's where the attention goes (www.markcassell.com). I'm actually amazed at how that list has grown since I first started handing out those freebies. I guess everyone loves free stories, right?

Plus, I have a Shadow Fabric page (www.theshadowfabric.co.uk) where all things to do with the mythos exists. It even features fan art, and some of that is astounding. One fan has actually had the Shadow Fabric sigil tattooed on her foot. The website is slowly growing, but it needs a keen eye for expansion.

Again, I'd rather be writing.


CoaR - What would your ultimate wish be with your writing?

MC - Simply a healthy readership, a committed following, and I know I'm blessed with those I have already. On top of that, I'd love to see the Shadow Fabric Mythos become a role playing game, or even adapted into graphic novels. You know, to really expand the concept. I'm already in talks with some artists.




Well unfortunately that is it for Part One of the interview. Please remember to come back tomorrow night for Part Two.

And please remember to tell your friends.

Thanks again for visiting Confessions of a Reviewer.


Mark Cassell lives in a rural part of the UK with his wife and a number of animals. He often dreams of dystopian futures, peculiar creatures, and flitting shadows. Primarily a horror writer, his steampunk, dark fantasy, and SF stories have featured in numerous anthologies and ezines including Rayne Hall's Ten Tales series and horror zine, Sirens Call.

His best-selling debut novel, The Shadow Fabric, is closely followed by the popular short story collection, Sinister Stitches, and are both only a fraction of an expanding mythos. His most recent release, Chaos Halo 1.0: Alpha Beta Gamma Kill, is in association with Future Chronicles Photography.

And for more about Mark, visit his site or find him on social media:

Website – Facebook – Twitter – Goodreads – Amazon Page - Blog

GUEST POST: Confessions of my Past, Present and Future #50 - Mark Cassell


Confessions of my Past, Present and Future

by

Mark Cassell


The Past


I don't know when I first became aware of Brian Lumley's work, nor whether he indeed inspired me to become a horror writer. Atop that, I certainly cannot remember how old I was when I read his 1986 novel, Necroscope. Before I say anything more, I'll allow Mr Lumley to explain what a Necroscopeactually is (pulled from his website www.brianlumley.com):

Tele- (Gk. tele: ‘far’.) A telescope is an optical instrument which enlarges images of distant objects. For example: the surface of the Moon may be viewed as from only a few hundred miles away.

Micro- (Gk. mikros: ‘small’) A microscope is an optical instrument which makes small objects visible to the human eye. Through a microscope, a drop of ‘clear’ water is seen to contain countless unsuspected micro-organisms.

Necro- (Gk. nekros: ‘a corpse’) A Necroscope is a human instrument which permits access to the minds of the dead. Harry Keogh is a Necroscope – he knows the thoughts of corpses in their graves.

The main difference between these instruments is this: the first two perform purely physical, one-way functions. They are incapable of changing anything. The Moon cannot look back through the telescope; the amoeba does not know it is under microscopic scrutiny.

That’s Harry Keogh’s big problem: his talent seems to work both ways. The dead know – and they won’t lie still for it!




For me, it's the way Lumley dunks the reader headfirst into the Cold War era, where British and Russian secret services use psychic investigators and spies. That's where Harry Keogh, Necroscope, comes into play. At just over five hundred pages, the novel is a little wordy at first yet Lumley weaves Rumanian history and ancient lore into an incredible story, combining secret agents and time travel, and introduces some seriously vicious undead creatures. These are in no way your typical vampires. For a novel that's thirty years old, it can still hold its ground.

Indeed, what Harry discovers beneath the ground of the Rumanian mountains has to be my favourite antagonist in literature.
Since the novel's release, the concept became a fifteen book series. The first three—the original trilogy, no less—are by far the most ground breaking. In the third instalment, The Source, we're taken into the source world where Lumley tears apart all we know of werewolves and vampires to lay down his own rules. Here, he creates new myths and legends which reveal some truly gruesome characters.

Those guys don't just bite people, they ravage them.

This was the first time I'd experienced a piece of work that expertly played the cross-genre game. Lumley crafts horror, fantasy, and science fiction together to rewrite our legends.





The Present


Bringing us to today's literature, only last week I placed back on its shelf a novel that gripped me from the first page. Being a storyteller myself, I am one fussy bastard, and seeing that I could not put the damned thing down, this is a book I must shout about. I'm talking about Paul Kane's Sherlock Holmes and the Servants of Hell, a three hundred and eighty-page stonker that yanks the classic detective into Clive Barker's Hellraiserworld.

I am a huge fan of the Hellraiser movies as well as the original novella, The Hellbound Heart, let alone Barker's work in general, so when I heard of this novel I was quick to scrawl it on my birthday wish-list. Incidentally, I've recently gone under the needle and had a Lovecraftian tattoo sleeve that includes the sneaky appearance of six puzzle boxes. Such is my fandom level.

In The Servants of Hell, Holmes and Watson investigate a missing person's case, and the pair are drawn into dealings with a shadowy organisation known as The Order of the Gash. Written in such a way to be unique, this novel masterfully mirrors Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's delivery of his finest supernatural tales from back in the 19th century. Alongside that, it reflects a precision of Barker-esque horror where all hell breaks loose and snatches the reader into familiar settings for both Hellraiser and Holmes fans.

Kane manages to portray the Hellraiser world better than the original author managed in his 2015 novel, The Scarlet Gospels. Needless to say I was disappointed with that one. The only way I can describe Barker's Gospels as a novel, let alone a Hellraiser episode, is it lacks substance; there's little to the characters, the setting, and sadly even the Cenobites themselves failed to shine. Anyone familiar with the Hellraiser franchise knows the importance of the Cenobites because they are, after all, Servants of Hell.

Sherlock Holmes and the Servants of Hell had such sights to show me, and I was not let down.





The Future


So here I am, supposed to look to the future, to see as far as thirty years from now… And damn, that's tricky. What will I be writing? What will I be reading?

First up, I'll be seventy years old. Mark Cassell: an elderly gentleman with white tufts of hair sprouting from a liver-spotted scalp, seated with a slight hunch from squinting into some new technological wonder into which he's plugged, imagining his stories, his masterpieces, direct to digital format. All the while, no doubt, confused at the world and how the youth of that day aren't a patch on what he once was.

Just like my music tastes are mostly stuck in the 90’s, I imagine my reading preferences would be the same where I'll revert to the classics of my generation. But of course I'll dig deep into my peers' work, and I'll keep up with current trends. I most definitely refuse to become stale, to hate all the new drivel that's on the shelves. Or would that all be digital shelves because no one uses paper anymore?

As for what I'll be writing…

I'll let you into a little secret: my debut novel The Shadow Fabric as a title was first scribbled back in 1991 (Holy shit, that’s twenty-five years ago). Supernatural, the paranormal, demonology, witchcraft, ghosts and creatures of the night have always fascinated me, so I doubt that'll change. Thirty years from now? I'll still explore the furthest reaches of the Other Side, of the darkness where demons and spirits and hell's creatures lay in wait. Perhaps by the time I'm in my seventies, I'll have shaken hands with at least one of them.




I know for sure the Shadow Fabric Mythos will have become something larger by then. I do wonder how many novels and novellas will have extended the original concept. Indeed, how the Fabric will unravel further.

In addition to dabbling with the dark arts, if only in my written work, I would like to think that I would've finally expanded on my steampunk universe and have something out there in novel form. A series would be nice, but a standalone novel would be just as satisfying.

For those unfamiliar with steampunk as a genre, think of it as science fiction but without spaceships, robots or laser guns. Instead, there are air balloons, clockwork automatons and gas-powered rifles, all typically set in an alternative Victorian England. There's even steam-powered motorcycles rather than hover-cars, corsets rather than spandex.

A couple of years ago when editor Rayne Hall first approached me to write a story for her then-upcoming anthology, Cogwheels: Ten Tales of Steampunk, I hadn't read anything in that genre. Let alone written anything. I immediately devoured a number of books and eventually developed a tale of a disabled engineer whose automaton breaks free to run amok through a sleeping town. Titled Hole in the Sky, this story inspired me to follow up with several flash fiction pieces if only to see if the concept could be expanded.




As way of signing out, here I'll leave you one of those flash fiction stories:


Monice

By Mark Cassell


Smoke dirtied the moonlight, and fires crackled beyond the trees. The gas lamps that remained upright still glowed, drenching the dead in a putrid yellow. Most of the town's residents had fled to the park only to be trampled or ravaged or snatched into cavernous mouths.

Now the screams had stopped, Monice knew she was alone. At her feet the Commander’s body lay twisted into the mud. A three-clawed impression had crushed his weapon. And his head. The mud and grass blended with skull and hair, flesh and oxygen mask. Shell casings glinted.

Like discarded mannequins, her platoon surrounded her in various mangled states. Monice had been the only one to take cover beneath the crumpled sheet of metal she guessed was an airship wing. Its length had protected her from the onslaught as she'd fired round after round at those...things.

She licked dry lips and adjusted her dented armour. Her comrades' blood smeared the breastplate.

In a surprisingly steady hand, she hefted her rifle. A green light pulsed within the valves, and chemicals bubbled through coiled tubes. Of late, the Ministry were spending a heap of taxpayers’ money on weapon modifications. The contraptors in research and development had unparalleled reputations but the mods had so far proved inefficient.

She refused to end up like the rest of her platoon. Besides, she had aspirations to head for Sky Island once her duty ended. This was, indeed will be, her last duty to the King.

Something crashed—a tree perhaps—and a roar echoed on the smoky air.

Over the trees and beyond the park, tentacles lashed the sky. Claws, too, on gnarled fingers. Spirals of smoke curled as those fleshy limbs whipped and tore away the top branches.

More trees crashed. The ground shook.

Those things were close.

Time to move. Towards them.

Mud squelched and she ran into the shadows. For now, the trees would offer protection. She knew where the creatures were most likely headed: the town centre, near the zoo, the clock tower. That was where it had all began. No more than a couple of hours ago the tower created a portal, only to snap shut on an emerging creature. That one was dead. Speculation from the Ministry suggested that now the fabric between worlds had torn it was inevitable more beings would come through. And they had, amidst a vortex that spat red lightning. Two beings slithered into the world, and the rip in space proceeded to suck everything into it.

The hulk of a fallen evacuation ship loomed over her. At least half of it—the other half, she could only imagine, was in another world.

The curved panels of the fuselage lay buckled and tangled with shreds of balloon fabric. Blood caked the inside of the cracked windows. Suspension cables snaked across the grass. Glass and iron splinters littered the area. Plus, several bodies, some with missing limbs.

She ran faster.

Once these creatures were defeated, her duty to the country would end. Then Sky Island.

Time to find a larger weapon…


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Mark Cassell lives in a rural part of the UK with his wife and a number of animals. He often dreams of dystopian futures, peculiar creatures, and flitting shadows. Primarily a horror writer, his steampunk, dark fantasy, and SF stories have featured in numerous anthologies and ezines including Rayne Hall's Ten Tales series and horror zine, Sirens Call.

His best-selling debut novel, The Shadow Fabric, is closely followed by the popular short story collection, Sinister Stitches, and are both only a fraction of an expanding mythos. His most recent release, Chaos Halo 1.0: Alpha Beta Gamma Kill, is in association with Future Chronicles Photography.

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