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Wednesday, 30 June 2010
Friday, 25 June 2010
Monday, 21 June 2010
The Toyota's left-side wheels whirred with a desperate whine, spraying mud across the car. Stupid bloody weather, Susan cursed under her breath. The council knew the main road suffered flooding during heavy rain but did they do anything to resolve the issue? No. Too busy spending funds on renewing road markings and installing useless bloody road signs, like the new one she'd passed warning about ducks. Everyone knew there was a lake nearby so obviously there's bound to be ducks crossing the road from time to time.
“Stupid bloody idiots,” she muttered, revving the engine again. It was no use. She'd have to get out and push the car free of the mud. Either that, or call the Hathaways and let them know she couldn't make it, or even worse, would be late.
“Never in a million years!” she declared, unbuckling her seatbelt and stepping from the vehicle. Under the cover of the trees the rain wasn't too bad, but it was evidently still heavy enough to fill the cracks and potholes in the tarmac, forming tiny rivers and lakes. She quickly checked the ground under the side wheels. It was like a bloody marsh. “Incredible...” she shook her head and returned to the driver's side. She kept one hand on the steering wheel whilst leaning against the inside of the open door. Susan Parker was a formidable woman in more ways than one, and she began to grunt with exertion as she put her weight into pushing the car. The Toyota rocked and groaned, the wheels fighting the suction of the mud with loud slurping sounds.
Susan stopped for a moment to wipe rain from her face and listen: a high-pitched keening was coming from behind her. Another car? Her husband? She turned with a hopeful look on her face, expecting to see salvation come driving past but instead witnessed a peculiar black mass streaming through the air at head height. Ducks? Black swans? She realised, too late, that the birds weren't going to change course and she turned, intending to jump back into the car, but the storm of feathers and beaks collided with her, momentarily knocking her off the ground and away from the open driver door. Her screams were drowned out by a harsh whispering shish, shish as a pain like a thousand knives tore at her flesh and bones. Shish, shish! Shish, shish! Shish, shish!
The repetitive shish, shish! bit is cheesy as anything but I like it haha
This got deleted from the story to knock the word count down.
Sunday, 20 June 2010
Saturday, 19 June 2010
Thursday, 17 June 2010
Wednesday, 16 June 2010
Monday, 14 June 2010
All the books I'm in are available via my Amazon Author Page!
I also have/had some artwork in THE BANKSY Q book which was available but like so much street art, doesn't exist any more.
I am also linked with COLLABTHOLOGY which is available HERE.
Here's a REVIEW of ZOMBIE ZOOLOGY done by FANGORIA: Oh my god shit yes!
And here's one of ALIENOLOGY that mentions my story: http://sonar4landingdockreviews.blogspot.com/2011/07/alienology-tales-from-void-edited-by-t.html?zx=764c0f5562d6292c
(Most recently accepted listed first)
It's the 1940's, and jazz-musician-turned-preacher JONATHAN CAVE has found himself in the creepy artistic community of NEW BEDLAM. Together with his flapper 'sidekick' Laura Paris, Jonny confronts all manner of hellish creatures and situations, which are yours to read in the New Bedlam zine, created by Jodi Lee!
THIS TOWN HIDES AN INFERNO appeared in Issue 3, and heralded the arrival of a mysterious stranger who brings his own heatwave of mutation and death.
And some special, super-cool news: I was one of the lucky writers who was invited to submit to the first PRINT issue of New Bedlam. I'm still waiting to hear when this'll see publication, but it'll feature the next Jonny Cave story 'Underneath It All', in which the consequences of the events in Dionysus Rising have a far worse effect on New Bedlam than anyone in the town could ever realise...
And I'm really hoping my novel, THIS VILLAGE NEVER DREAMS finds a home somewhere HINTHINTHINTHINT!!!!!!!
Friday, 11 June 2010
The Library of Science Fiction and Fantasy presents:
A GLITCH IN THE CONTINUUM
I'm looking for stories concerning time-travel and alternate realities/dimensions (stories can involve both or either of these things), in which something goes wrong, or an expected fault occurs, that plays an important part in the plot.
Usual genres accepted (horror, sci-fi, urban/dark fantasy, etc), cross-genre stuff particularly welcomed. I'm not after obvious stories, like having the Nazis win WWII, or JFK doesn't get shot, none of that sort of thing. I'm also not interested in what I would consider 'hard sci-fi', ie where the story gets bogged down in technical terms for complex scientific procedures.
Word limit: A very firm 5000 – 9000.
Deadline: 15th October 2010, so plenty of time to get your thinking caps on.
Payment: 1 cent per word + 1 contributor copy
No multiple submissions.
Simultaneous submissions are fine, but please let me know if your story gets accepted elsewhere.
Please follow standard manuscript format, as detailed HERE. I prefer submissions in Times New Roman 12 point, but I won't berate you if you send it in Courier.
Send as a .doc or .rtf attachment to email@example.com with 'STORY – Your Name' in the subject heading of the email.
Please also make sure to mention the story's word count, together with a brief outline of it, in the email. You can also include your bio and/or any publishing history, but don't go nuts and list every single thing you've ever done and don't worry if you're previously unpublished.
I'll send you a 'story received!' email, but if you don't get one within 4 days please query.
Any submissions that don't follow these guidelines will be used as rubbish to fuel my flux capacitor, and I will travel back in time and slap your mother for giving birth to such a dunderheaded child.
I think that's everything. Any questions etc, ask away or PM me!
The Library of Science Fiction & Fantasy lives online here: http://libraryofthelivingdead.lefora.com/forum/category/library-of-science-fiction-fantasy/