Subterran on JukePop

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Subterran by Corin ReyburnMy experimental first novel, Subterran, is now available chapters at a time over at JukePop—a community publishing platform where one must have the first chapter approved by editorial staff prior to publishing subsequent chapters on your own. I’ve published the first five short little chapters, and will be updating weekly every Thursday with at least two new chapters. We’ll see how this experiment goes. Votes and comments are appreciated.

Subterran is a biopunk absurdist acid trip and was largely a learning process, but I’m happy to make it available online for whoever happens upon it to enjoy.

“Back Cover” copy:
In a subterranean colony called Generik beneath Antarctic ice, Jonah, a bioenhanced technosexual—hip, stunning, and upgraded to his max allocated pleasure capacity—has his pick of the bubble gum girls and boys out on the dancefloor. Fantasy and reality are a whirlwind trip of saturated screen images and nights spent in a dark and decadent club called Hypocrite Wedding.

But ignorance breeds an unwitting victim. When summoned to take place in Generik’s procreation project, he uncharacteristically falls in love with his assigned partner, Mari. When she gets involved in Generik’s sinister venture “EternaLife”—where the ultimate genetic experiment is the goal—Jonah must leave behind his capricious lifestyle, and find a way to infiltrate a system which knows his every move.

Dive in here: jukepop.com/home/read/9364?chapter=0

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A Piece of Polyglass Plastic Perfection in The Gateway Review

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product_thumbnailHello out there through vast lands and cities. Another story of mine, “A Piece of Polyglass Plastic Perfection”, is featured in Volume 2 of The Gateway Review: A Journal of Magical Realism. It’s always great to have something in print and I’m proud to be a part of this new publication. The issue is available for purchase here at lulu.com.

The Gateway Review is also currently seeking entries for a writing competition, more details here: gatewayreview.wordpress.com/2015/12/29/volume-2-issue-2-open-submissions-and-writing-competition/

Thanks,
Corin

Inventory of the World in Jersey Devil Press

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Inventory of the World - Jersey Devil Press A flash fiction piece of mine, “Inventory of the World”, was published in this month’s issue of Jersey Devil Press, an all-poetry-and-flash issue that’s short and sweet. Have a gander at Issue 73 – Jersey Devil Press, and read about what happens when your job is to catalog everything from silk scarves to rocket launchers.

best,
Corin

Afternoon in the Grass (flash fic, ~400K)

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IMG_1221It feels like chills down my spine, like all your hairs standing on end, like everything’s operating at the speed of light, at a hundred degrees, at lightning voltage, at maximum volume.

It feels like nothing at all.

I lie in the grass. It’s Tuesday. Wendy lies beside me, eyes closed, breathing softly.

I trail my fingers along her arm, smooth and warm in the sun.

Nothing.

I press up against her, back to front. The strands of her brown hair brush against my face.

Nothing.

The grass doesn’t tickle. The sun doesn’t heat. The wind doesn’t whip against my skin.

I kiss her lips. Nothing.

A year ago, everything was different. Nerves were alive. Love was new. Accidents had yet to happen.

A stray piece of Wendy’s hair lies against her cheek. I fold it back behind her ear, tuck it alongside the others. Does she feel like silk? Does she feel like straw? I don’t know. She smells like roses and rainwater.

Wendy rolls over onto her side, facing me. She smiles, lips pink and wide. Genuine. She reaches for my hand and entwines our fingers, blue on black.

Wendy closes her eyes. I close mine. Behind my eyelids it is dark with white sparks, dots in the night sky. The sparks feel like recycled electricity channeled through me, just passing by on their way to somewhere else. They feel like fire and ice at the same time, they feel like a memory. They feel like everything and nothing at the same time.

I feel cold. I feel like frosting and expired eggs, I feel tired, I feel like I need a drink. I feel like taking off Wendy’s clothes, I feel like saying goodbye to her forever. I feel like a father and a mother, a bastard and a liar, a priest and a prisoner, a thief and a champion. I feel like a newborn and an old man, I feel like I’ve just climbed Everest. I feel like I’m all choked up, like I can’t breathe, like the cops are hunting me down as I’m speeding down the highway, seconds away from freedom. I feel like crying.

I feel nothing.

A couple things…

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Diamonds-on-My-Windshield-by-corin-reyburnA flash fic of mine called Diamonds On My Windshield (thank you Tom Waits) has been published over at mashstories.com. They did a bit of editing here that I think botched the poetry of the wording a bit, but the meat of it is still basically the same. Mash Stories is a flash fiction competition where one has to use three specific words in their story. Check out the competition guidelines.

subvercity_transmit_logoAlso worth another shout-out is the podcast I write for and co-produce, the subterranean, time-out-of-time joint known as the SubverCity Transmit. Check out our latest podcast featuring the story “Companion” by Kyle Whitacre. What happens when your only companion is an artificial intelligence?

2113: An Oral History of the Last God

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2113A beautiful Apocalypse, fresh off the presses from Subtopian Magazine. 2113 is a collaborative effort of 20+ writers teaming up anonymously to tell the tale of the rise, the fall, and the rising again of a new civilization. It’s a fascinating read, and I’m not saying that simply because I’m a part of it! The writers have really outdone themselves to make a beautiful, tragic, hopeful piece of work that I’m proud to have participated in and to get a chance to share with you. Buy here: 2113: An Oral History of the Last God

SubverCity Transmit podcast

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subvercity_transmit_logoI’m happy to announce the premiere episode of a podcast production I write for and co-produce, along with voice-over artist and co-producer Erin B. Lillis. The podcast is called SubverCity Transmit and can be found at subvercitytransmit.com. The initial episode features one of my Subterran universe stories, Ichiban Marie Clairevoyant’s Soulkiller School, previously published in Subtopian Magazine. If you have a moment please listen, comment, and spread the word.

Listen here.

Thank you,
– Corin