PseudoPod 747: Keeping House


Keeping House

by Sarah Day


“Isn’t it cute?” Keishya, the realtor, spread her arms in the center of the kitchen like a starlet in center stage. “It’s a killer find.”

Lydia gingerly put her purse down on the counter. They’d seen three houses already today, all of them a bit too small or a bit too pricey or a bit too far from her work. Her feet hurt. 

This house was cute, she had to admit. It had high ceilings and buttery yellow walls, hardwood floors, lots of cabinet space, a study where Matt could work on his electronics projects, and, if the listing was to be believed, a full basement with washer and dryer for laundry. 

Keishya watched Matt poking his head into one of the bedrooms. She smiled at Lydia. “You two are a cute couple. Is this your first place together?”

“Yeah.” 

“Oooh, big step!” Keishya winked conspiratorially. “You gotta be careful, moving in with a man—make sure he pulls his weight around here.”

Lydia smiled shyly. 

“There’s a downstairs, right?” Matt asked from the bedroom.

“Sure is!” The toothpaste-advertisement smile on Keishya’s face tilted a little bit. “It’s… not as polished as the rest of the house, but let’s have a look.” (Continue Reading…)

PseudoPod 746: Rattlesnake Song


Rattlesnake Song

by Josh Rountree


The Last Picture Show came to the movie house on the square in the fall of nineteen seventy-one.  We snuck in with warm cans of Pearl and sat on the back row so we could take quick hits off our cigarettes and snub them out before anyone noticed the smoke.  I fell in love with Cybil Sheppard and figured she could wind me up just like she did all the guys in Anarene.  I recognized that small town that had been something once but was now engaged in a battle with time. Every sandstorm, every gust of West Texas wind stripped away another layer of paint and vitality.  That dying town was our inheritance.

When the movie ended we spilled out onto Front Street with our half-full beer cans stashed in our jackets.  Dean Champion’s dad had been a big hat over at the refinery in Big Spring before he hung himself, so Dean had sprung for the beer.  We piled into his Chevelle and I made sure I was in the back seat, squashed tight against Stacy Bell’s thigh.  Once upon a time that prospect would have excited me, but that time had passed.  

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PseudoPod mentions in January 2021


We’re excited to make our inaugural appearance on the Preliminary Ballot for the Stoker Awards with “FFUNS” by Johnny Compton.

2020 Bram Stoker Awards® Preliminary Ballot Announced


We’re excited to make our inaugural appearance on the @locusmag Recommended Reading List with “Tara’s Mother’s Skin” by Suzan Palumbo and narrated by Arielle John — check out the full amazing reading list here!

2020 Locus Recommended Reading List

 


Andrea Blythe shares 20 bits of media she loved in 2020. We appreciate seeing “Five Fridays During Lent” by Christine Lucas and “Of Marrow and Abomination” by Morgan Sylvia (plus more!) among this list of excellence. Check out the full list!

https://andreablythe.medium.com/20-movies-shows-and-other-bits-of-media-i-loved-in-2020-d81acb0ce (Continue Reading…)

PseudoPod 745: Cleaver, Meat, and Block


Cleaver, Meat, and Block

by Maria Haskins


The first thing Hannah learned when she came to live with her grandparents after the Plague, was how to wield the meat cleaver. Grandma taught her, guiding her hands in the backroom of the old butcher shop on Main Street. Showing her how to wrap her fingers around the handle, how to put her thumb on the spine of the handle for extra power and precision, how to let her wrist pivot when she cuts.

“You don’t need to be strong,” Grandma said. “The weight of the blade, the sharpness of the edge, is enough.” (Continue Reading…)