Monday, October 25, 2010

Cheap fiction, plus a chance to win a copy of BEAT TO A PULP: ROUND ONE!

For those of you who don't know, I recently released a collection of short stories on Kindle titled 8 Pounds: Eight Tales of Crime, Horror, and Suspense for the bargain-basement price of $0.99! In the week that it's been out, it's garnered some lovely reviews (like this one), and more than one report of insomnia, which is kinda cool. (Hey, some of it is horror, after all; I'm allowed to be proud of scaring the sleep outta people.) And if you don't have a Kindle, that's no problem at all - just follow the link, and you can download a free app for your computer or mobile device in seconds. What better way to celebrate the Halloween season than cheap, kick-ass creepy fiction?

That covers the cheap; now let's talk about the free. Namely, a free copy (two, in fact!) of the gorgeous pulp smorgasbord that is Beat to a Pulp: Round One. How gorgeous, you ask? This gorgeous:
And lest you think this baby's all sizzle and no steak, let's talk about what's inside. How about damn near 400 pages chock full of the best crime, horror, fantasy, sci-fi, western, and pirate tales you'll ever read, penned by such talented folks as Sophie Littlefield, Charles Ardai, Robert J. Randisi, Hilary Davidson, James Reasoner, Edward A. Grainger, Frank Bill, Patti Abbott, Jed Ayres, and Kieran Shea. Oh yeah, and, um, me.

So, whaddya gotta do to get one? Easy. I want you to tell me a story. A six-word story, to be exact. (No clue what I'm talking about? Click on over here and find out.) But not just any six-word story. A six-word pulp story.

Now, it doesn't have to be crime; like Beat to a Pulp themselves, this contest is all about celebrating the full breadth of pulp fiction. So use your imagination, and go to town.

Here's how it works: post your six-word story in the comments of this blog post (be sure to include a name if you're commenting without a Blogger account). Submissions will be open for ten days.

At the end of ten days, two winners will be picked. Winner Number One shall be chosen by none other than David Cranmer, editor-extraordinaire of Beat to a Pulp (which means not only does Winner Number One get a kick-ass anthology, he or she also gets some serious bragging rights.) Winner Number Two shall be selected by placing the names of the remaining entrants in a hat and letting luck take its course. (Originally, I'd written that the entrants themselves would be placed in the hat, which would've required one hell of an enormous hat. I'd also written that Lady Luck would have her way with them, but that sounded dirtier than intended. Why am I telling you this? I honestly have no idea.)

Once the winners are announced, they can each shoot me an e-mail with their addresses, and I will stalk them send along their prizes, even sullying them (er, the prizes, not the actual winners) with my signature if they (you?) so choose.

So get crackin', and spread the word! I can't wait to see what y'all have in store for me...

80 comments:

CKHB said...

They both reached for the gun.

(Damn, that's a lyric from CHICAGO, isn't it? Oh well. I still like it.)

Leah J. Utas said...

It is hard to be easy.

pattinase (abbott) said...

Saturday nights, he pulls out knives.

(Already have a copy so on the off-chance I win, I will donate it).

-k said...

Argument. Shots - whiskey, then lead. Taillights.

Kent said...

No more bullets.

Drive, she said.

John Hornor said...

"Spill it."
Smash.
"Spill."
"The dame."

Alan Griffiths said...

Brass knuckles, broken teeth and lies.

shadowflame1974 said...

They gun clicked empty.
the end

WotV said...

It began and ended with whiskey.

Rick B. said...

She tasted blood and kissed deeper.

Tommy Salami said...

I'm bleeding; dame's running. Fade out.

Kieran Shea said...

"Fifteen floored, pancaked glammer boy, Senator."

Like Patti...I'll donate. Library.

Small Town Girl said...

Nonchalantly, in slid the silver scissors.

John Rowlands said...

Chris forgot, it was all a dream

jedidiah ayres said...

"Glad it's you watching my baaaa...."

Library. Good idea.

Charles Gramlich said...

I already have a copy so you can give it to some other worthy if you draw my name. But here is my entry anyway:

"He uses the book, to kill."

J. R. McLemore said...

Okay, I hated the first version. Let me try this again...


Trapdoor drops, noose clenches, lights out!

Paul D. Brazill said...

Ra Ta Ta Ta Ta Tat!

Ron Scheer said...

Kiss
Kiss
Kiss
Bang
Bang
Bang

Jim Harrington said...

Gun’s jammed. Cops outside. I’m screwed.

Julie said...

The new moon was his accomplice.

Chris said...

Fantastic, all! Keep 'em coming! (As far as I'm concerned, multiple entries only count once as far as the hat goes, but who knows what might catch Mr. Cranmer's eye?)

Day Labor said...

Her ribs played like a xylophone

David Cranmer said...

I'm really enjoying reading these. Keep 'em coming.

GOT PULP? said...

He swallowed hard then he died.

The Doctor said...

Gun at my crotch; tricked again.

sandra seamans said...

Comanche Pass.
Ambush.
Cavalry,
too late.

Steve Weddle said...

"Holy fucking shit that hurt."
"Sorry."

Brian Lindenmuth said...

How about some of the other types of pulp like

Boxing:

Sick mother. 15th round. Gonna make i...

or

Mid-fight. Won't fall. Fuck 'em.


Science-fiction:

Strange planet. No fuel. What the...


Sword & Sorcery:

Sacred sword in hand. World's fall.

Fuck, fight, kill. Fuck, fight, kill.


Time travel:

Sorry critter. Back home. Everything's changed?!

Brian Lindenmuth said...

How about

Dumb thug tries story and can't count

:)

John Kenyon said...

A handful:

"I thought you locked the door."

After months, he could walk again.

"I could pass for his wife."

"Phone."
"Who?"
"Carl."
"He's alive?"
"Surprise."

Jodi MacArthur said...

Gorilla suit. Sweaty fingers. Unsheathes stiletto.

Chris said...

This one courtesy of Dan O'Shea, who couldn't comment here for some reason:

Does club soda get out brains?

Pop Culture Nerd said...

My mother laughed, watching me die.

Pop Culture Nerd said...

I coughed. Locusts flew out mouth.

StephenD said...

You learn fast junkies can't fly.

Ian Ayris said...

Hope drowns on blood-soaked street.

T. B. Wright said...

They kissed. He pulled the trigger.

Elizabeth said...

Apparently he wasn't buried deep enough.


Everything went black; the pain stopped.

Kieran Shea said...

Gaffing floaters put Halloran off crabs.

Kieran Shea said...

-Sarge?
-WHAT?!
-Syphilis.
-No. Her?
-Her.

Kieran Shea said...

-Scram, honey.
-Who's he, mommy?
-Rent.

Brian Lindenmuth said...

Kieran may have won with that rent one

J. R. McLemore said...

I second that! Kieran did a hell of a number with that one. I had to share that one with the wife :)

Chris said...

"Rent." Jesus.

Stephen Blackmoore said...

"Don't think he'll fit."
"Bigger suitcase?"

***

One handjob for another dirty needle.

***

"Cigarettes, government cheese. I'm all set."

***

Knife, tarp, shovel. She loves Wal-Mart.

***

One-way ticket should've tipped him off.

***

"A nailgun?"
He nods. "Left nut."

***

"Got a pistol?"
"Shotgun."
"You win."

***

Christ, this shit's harder than haiku.

JZID said...

hands clean; up against the machine

Steve Weddle said...

Building from the "baby shoes" one:

FOR SALE: Hemingway's shotgun. Used once.

Paul D. Brazill said...

I did these a while back.

http://pdbrazill.blogspot.com/p/pulp-metal-magazine.html

Kent said...

Black Mass.

No virgin.

Goatlord wept.

Ron Earl Phillips said...

She shot once. Bastard. Shot again.

Ron Earl Phillips said...

Bruised. Battered. Bitch bought a gun.

Ron Earl Phillips said...

Sun-worn stranger saddles up. Rifle ready.

Judy Black said...

Beat until his liver was seethrough.

Whee! That's actually a line from one of my poems.

Anonymous said...

They dredged the lake. He's unconcerned.

Ron Earl Phillips said...

Inconsistent powder burn. Suicide's Out. Murder.

Sean said...

The shoe drops. The gun bangs.

---

Sympathy is for suckers. And whores.

---

"He's not talking. Hit him harder."

Sandi Olson said...

Hot breath. Cold muzzle. Hot damn!

Whore's last words: Needs more cowbell.

"Don't touch that!" came too late.

River of blood, lake of regrets.

Give. Take. Steal. Capture. Kill.

Chris said...

Man, heavy on the hookers so far, huh? Where's the pirate tales? And don't tell me Brian's the only one thinking old-school sci-fi!

Seriously, though, I'm delighted by all the responses. And the fact there're a few Westerns mixed in is pretty cool.

Kieran Shea said...

Orphans flanked Monsignor and his flamethrower.

(pirate theme? arrgh.)

Hammerheads. Fickle fish. Always take forever.

Ame Dyckman said...

The vultures didn't bother saying Grace.

Ron Earl Phillips said...

Fisticuffs. Mystery. Murder. The game's afoot.

Madame BSteamy said...

One a.m. A knock. Vavoom.

Madame BSteamy said...

A royal flush. Bang. Splat.

AJ Hayes said...

Last words?
Fuck you asshole!
Bang.

Ian Ayris said...

Blood-soaked under harvest moon - Ava Gardner.

Bugger. Wrong competition.

Albert said...

"Pay up."
"Can't. But my wife ..."

Brian Lindenmuth said...

I decided to play with the developing gender trend

"I'll kill her"
"So, she cheated"

Matt L said...

"Whatever, Bieber rules." She needed killing.

Col Bury said...

For sale: thong. In good nick.

Mystery Dawg said...

This isn't my first rodeo, ma'am

Mystery Dawg said...

Which way is the plank matey?

Col Bury said...

“Princess...?”
...wheel-spin...
...Devil’s eyes fading...

Kieran Shea said...

Alone.
Naked.
Wounded.
Scared.
Who?
You.

John Kenyon said...

A few more:

Steal from the rich. Keep it.

-This here's a stickup!
-Guess again.

Spike in vein.
Bliss.
Miles smiles.

Punch.
Dive.
Ten.
"OK, She lives."

Madame BSteamy said...

Not the pool boy? Hello motive.

David Cranmer said...

So many good ones. I feel sorry for the bastard who has to pick just one.

Chris said...

Yeah -- that poor bastard's got his work cut out for him...

Kathleen A. Ryan said...

Victim within range,
Jolly Roger raised.

Chris said...

Nice, Kathleen -- a pirate tale to close out the contest!

Okay, y'all, I'm closing it down. As of today, November 3rd, I'm taking no more entries. Tomorrow, I'll announce David's picks as well as the winner of the random drawing. Stay tuned, and good luck!