Random. Chance. Fate. Fatum as the latin word goes. Which, enunciated, sounds like fat tombs. You tell me the words ‘fat tombs’ and I think of the frog plague from the old testament and I wonder if the children (the children of the children) of Egypt, as a past time, made pyramid tombs for fat frogs...
Did I mention the word random?
Well, fate dishes it out to us in both the good and bad varieties. And I was happy when Matthew McBride let me know I’d won a copy of Needle magazine with his story, Everybody Loves Cocaine. The envelope arrived endowed with his wonderful art, and his story page has a “best wishes, you rock!” and signature. It simply made my day. Good 'fat tombs' for Jodi!
So Matt, I hope you like the collage I made above and the review I wrote for you below. And that Bowie? It’s been places, man. But I ain’t sayin’ where. *wink*
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McBride’s story, Everybody Loves Cocaine, is a razor edged read you don’t want to shave or snort with. Although, the razor comes in handy if you happen to find yourself, like his protagonist, with two other dudes, and only half a gram of cocaine. Sometimes, “Sorry, dude” just doesn’t cut it. You want some more? Get some while its still legal… by purchasing Needle magazine here.
Recently, I’ve been disappointed in small press releases. Because of the availability and ease of self-publishing, there is a rush to throw paper, words and names together and fart it unto mankind. All that to say, I was very pleased with the quality of Needle Magazine. It is on par with other high quality magazines I’ve subscribed to over the years such as Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine, Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazine, and Shimmer.
Thanks to fatum and some good people, I won’t be building any frog tombs, but I got
a good smile, a signed kick ass story, and a pleasant discovery of a quality ezine.
Thank you, Matt.
