“Julie Travis’ Storylandia collection is a must for any devoted follower of weird/dark/occult fiction. … I’d also comfortably file these stories between the stranger works of, say, Jonathan Carroll or Haruki Murakami, … transcend their genre trappings into a far more magical (sur)realist territory. … I can guarantee you’ll speed through these tales and be waiting as impatiently as I for a follow up.”
Storylandia 12 Amazon review, by Jon Yates, October 22, 2016
Thank you, Mr. Yates!
And in the realm of follow up:
Ms. Travis has stories in 2 other Storylandia issues:
“The Falling Man” in Issue 7
“The Ferocious Night” in Issue 12 and will have a book from the Wapshott Press in the near future as well.
Ginger Mayerson, Editor, Wapshott Press
Storylandia 7 on Kindle. And if you have Amazon Prime and a Kindle, you can borrow it through the super special exclusive Kindle program it will be on for 90 days.
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The Wapshott Journal of Fiction
The Falling Man
How many souls are there in Heaven?
Perhaps it is not our place to know or even ask such a thing. But if we did, would the real question be how many truly deserve to be there? If anyone had asked Joseph Gray he would have laughed, a bitter and angry sound. He was the one person who could at least estimate how many souls had passed through Heaven’s gates and, more importantly, he knew for certain how many had done so on merit. The numbers, he’d smirk, don’t add up, do they?
A New Awakening
Part 1: The Beginning
It took them a surprisingly long time to figure out that they were living in a universe that was just one bubble in a vast surging cosmic ocean filled with other bubble universes. But in a few hundred years after this discovery, it became common knowledge and found its way into the textbooks of their kindergarten students. Terms such as multiverse, metaverse, megaverse rapidly gained currency among the children of their species. Parallel dimensions, doppelganger particles, holographic realities, and hyperspace became an integral part of the primary school science curriculum in schools all over their home planet.
My favorite part is when I rip through their flesh.
I love the way the skin gives for just a millisecond, as if by bending inward it can somehow avoid the inevitable. Then, almost immediately, the battle is over, the flesh is torn open, and I pierce into a whole new world. It’s a world not of air, but of viscera. Not of sound and light, but of blood and bone.
Memories are futile here. We erase the past because it works better that way. New settlers are full of Earth gossip and trip stories and don’t understand why we nod politely, but don’t listen. We came to Mars for space.