overall 8 votes: 
editor rating: 
The supposed memoirs of Arnold Schnabel, a brakeman/poet recovering from a mental breakdown in the quaint seaside resort of Cape May, NJ, in 1963. . . .
overall 3 votes: 
editor rating: 
The story of Cirno Excalibur, who found a pole in his back yard, got struck by weird lightning, and went with his new talking pole to go fight the demons. . . .
overall 1 vote:
no editorial rating
The experience of smell is the closest thing we have to intimate human contact without actually having it. A woman’s perfume. a whiff of cigarette smoke, a little bit of diesel fume, and some spearmint gum might come close to someone’s first kiss, for example. Of course, it’s impossible to create a first kiss without the human element, but for . . .
overall 1 vote:
no editorial rating
Whodunit140 is experimental fiction using the twitter.com website as a publishing medium. The novel is written and SMSed to twitter everyday. Each instalment fits tightly into the 140 character limit of the Twitter system. Whodunit140 is a comedy detective novel set in London, UK. . . .
overall 8 votes:
editor rating:
A sprawling fantastic tale of the ’60s, supposedly written by “legendary” B-movie director Larry Winchester. . . .
overall 3 votes:
no editorial rating
The house was full of packing-cases. Even the pretty lawn at the side was to pack up, stiffly and slowly, through the bare echoing November. The very robin that her father had so often made, with his own hands, more gorgeous than ever; amber and golden; here, at this bed of thyme, began to speak of carrots. The grand inarticulate . . .
editor rating 1 vote:
Enter the modern day world as it suffers from a few physics glitches in time and space that are starting to spiral out of control and threaten to collapse the universe. Even the authors themselves get caught up with the characters in a mayhem of satire and the forces of Good, Evil and the somewhat neutral but no quite fence . . .
So first of all, I should mention that I like Dan Leo’s writing. It’s clear and effective. The characters have different voices. There’s some humor, and occasionally satire.
The two stories of his that I’ve read both take place in the 1960′s and not only do they try to get the [more . . .]
The Smell Collector is an odd bit of fiction.
Its central character, Jim Bronson, is fascinating in all his socially awkward, idiosyncratic glory. As the title would suggest, he collects smells. He’s fascinated with his olfactory sense and seems to devote the majority of his time working out the mysteries in [more . . .]