“Skulls Make Excellent Subjects!” – An Interview with Gerry Carnelly, Tattoo Artist

by Jason Michel

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Gerry Carnelly has built up a reputation as one of Britain’s most hardworking tattoo artists. His shop is Octopus Tattoo in Derby in The Midlands. He is not only a top Tattooist but a damn fine visual artist to boot with a complete dedication to his work.  I had a wee chat with him.

Q1: Hey Gerry!

Tell these ignorant curs something about Gerry Carnelly.

When did you realise that you wanted to happily inflict pain onto a paying public & become a tattooist?

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Them Monstrous Blues by Chris Deal

Goodloe Byron could be considered an idiosyncratic fellow: of the three books he has published, REVISIONS OF, THE ABSTRACT, and THE WRAITH, not a one is available in stores, but out on the streets. That’s not said in some cliché, Continue reading Them Monstrous Blues by Chris Deal

Reporting by Sally York

After a long day I drive into a shit storm of flashing lights, police barricades and EMTs. I blow a sigh and twirl the wheel.

Life of a reporter, it never ends.

I approach a rosy-cheeked rookie, too dumb to hold back unconfirmed details. The main thing I want to know is if anyone’s dead. We don’t do fender-benders, we follow the grim reaper.

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Dining Room Table by Ken Sieben

“So, you were right, Kevin, the nest is empty,” Judy declares, placing a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon in front of me, then pours my coffee, apparently, from her tone and expression, expecting a response.
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A Good Head by Perry Nardone

Nardo walked along the beach and noticed a woman buried in sand. Her long black hair was wet from waves, her face tan from long days in the sun. He approached the buried body, and she spoke, “Hey, hello. Would you move me? The Continue reading A Good Head by Perry Nardone

Doctor, Doctor, Give Me The News by Christina Murphy

I went to see a Doctor of Philosophy to treat my case of Plato-Plotinus.

“How long have you been seeing shadows in caves?” he asked.

“For protracted periods,” I said.

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Wicked Woman’s Booty by Jodi MacArthur

Episode #4 Cook’s Hook and the Ice Metal Dragon

“Hook! Hook! Hook!” cried the crew.

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The Bravo Dome by Jane Hammons

He giggles. Removes her oxygen. She thinks he’s replacing it. What really tickles him is that she’s sitting in her wheelchair out in the Kiowa Grasslands on top of the biggest field of carbon dioxide on the whole planet, choking to death because not even one molecule of oxygen wants anything to do with her.

Bio: Jane Hammons teaches writing at UC Berkeley. She has a 25-word story in Hint Fiction: An Anthology of Stories in 25 Words or Fewer (W. W. Norton 2010). Her crime fiction has been recently published in Crimespree Magazine and A Twist of Noir.

The Rise and Fall of the Sockdolagers by Michael Frissore

1997

It all started with a birthday gift my ex-girlfriend gave me. She knew I wanted to get into puppetry, but didn’t understand I meant the marionette kind, like in Being John Malkovich. She actually made me a dozen sock puppets. It was sweet, but I found this type of puppetry to be a bit hack. Still, there was something strange about these things. It didn’t take long. Maybe a couple of days. My friend Josh and I were talking. That’s when it started.

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Michael and the Final Fix by Tom Sheehan

Michael the orderly was seated on a bench, nodding his head, drawing information from Todd, a patient in the long-term care facility.

“I think Marty Vreeland’s in love with Valerie,” Todd said. “He’s crazy hungry, like before. You can’t knock a guy for that. I can’t.”

Michael nodded. “Everybody has to love somebody around here or go nuts. Valerie’s his anchor.”

Todd thought Michael sounded like a professor, often dispensing good advice in the facility. “There’s a new edge to this,” he said. “They want to play around. French or what, I don’t know, but it has to be handled by someone who’s thoughtful.”

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