Category: Fiction
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Reminder: SWORDS OF SAINT VALENTINE Open Call on 14th February
In case you missed it, the #SteemPulp crew’s first open call, SWORDS OF SAINT VALENTINE, opens on 14th February. A Steemit-exclusive event, SWORDS OF SAINT VALENTINE aims to champion pulp-style stories and identify promising talent on Steemit. The theme for SWORDS OF SAINT VALENTINE is love and chivalry. No genre restrictions, but we want pulp-style stories — fun,…
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The Last Post
The harsh scent of gunpowder tickled Michael’s nose. Boots stamped through the night. Whispered voices carried across the air. The weight of a hundred eyes fell on him. Squinting, Michael peered through the dark woods, down the hill, at the moonlit valley before him. And saw no one. “Halt!” a voice boomed. Michael twitched. “Advance…
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How to Make More Singaporean Writers
Reading Sumiko Tan’s interview with Tash Aw, I am reminded of the questions that haunt the Singapore writing scene. How can we produce more writers? How do we get international recognition? How do we create, in Tan’s words, ‘international literary successes’? From my perspective, the answer is simple: Do not be limited by Singapore. The Culture Crush…
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The Shanghai Songbird Part 5
A volley of shots rang out. A fiery hammer slammed into Lee’s abdomen. He coughed, going straight down. His vision blurred, his chest burned, wet heat squirted out of the wound. He saw the Songbird turn and run. He raised the Nambu and fired. Missed. She pointed her weapon over her shoulder and squeezed off…
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The Shanghai Songbird Part 4
“I’m still not giving you a gun,” Wong said. Lee blew on his cold hands. “I didn’t ask for one.” “I can hear the thought in your head.” “Hey, we’re just seeing who shows up tonight. No need for shooting, right?” Wong grunted sullenly. Recruiting Wong had been simple enough. Lee simply waited outside his…
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The Shanghai Songbird Part 3
Picking Tang out was easy. He was the only customer in the teahouse with a contingent of heavily-muscled goons. They strolled in with the self-assurance of tigers, and the other customers either greeted them or looked down into their cups. Tang and three men entered the sole private room in the teahouse. The remaining four…