Tag: Horror

  • Sneak Preview of BABYLON BLUES Remastered!

    What goes into a remastered story? A lot of work, unsurprisingly enough. BABYLON BLUES was originally conceived and written as a series of interconnected webserials. The concepts were sound, the characters were intriguing, the tech and world resonated with me and my readers, the stories were compelling — but they suffered from a lack of…

  • The Music of Babylon Blues

    BABYLON BLUES, my current cyberpunk horror saga, holds a most unusual distinction: it is the first story I wrote that was inspired by music. The first time I heard ‘Babylon’, it was in Leonard Cohen’s ‘Dance Me to the End of Love’. One line goes like this: Oh let me see your beauty when the…

  • Babylon Blues Part 14

    Beyond Truth and Lies Deep in the desert at the heart of Nova Babylonia, sited at the furthest point from every inhabited city and settlement in the country, surrounded by sun-scorched dunes and barren mesas as far as the eye could see, there stood a curious structure. It was a cube. A black, gleaming cube,…

  • Babylon Blues Part 13

    Time for War The New Gods took their time setting up. Fox suspected several reasons. Their mutual animosities getting the better of them, forcing them to delay and confirm and double-confirm every move and every step. Local commanders calling in muscle and firepower from every corner of Nova Babylonia. Tacticians formulating plans within plans, plans…

  • Babylon Blues Part 12

    The BITE The BITE was a great place to die. The Babylon Institute of Technology and Engineering was the premier research university in the nation. Its pedagogy was world-class, and its laboratories were at the forefront of technological innovation. The Bear Campus concentrated on biological sciences, and on the fifth floor, the newest addition to…

  • Babylon Blues Part 11

    Crabs In A Bucket In the darkness, they congregated in the living room. Sirens screamed in the night, steadily approaching the street. The curtains were too thin to completely block out the light, and the last thing anyone needed was for a suspicious cop conducting routine canvasing to notice them. “How did they trace you?”…