by Jim Stitzel | May 8, 2019 | Stories
He stands on the very edge of the precipice, his bare feet feeling every contour of the rough stone beneath them, his toes out over the edge and curling down as if to grasp the ledge itself. A warm breeze blows at his back, threatening to push him over at the...
by Jim Stitzel | Jul 13, 2017 | General
I’ve been a fan of Apex Magazine almost since the day of its inception. So when Jason Sizemore posted on his Facebook page recently that he had free Apex postcards, I immediately thought, Sweet! Free Apex stuff! and messaged him to make sure he had my current...
by Jim Stitzel | Mar 27, 2017 | Stories
Jimmy set his lunch down on the break table and plopped down in a chair, heaving a huge sigh. “Man, what a day,” he said, picking up his sandwich and taking a bite. “Uh…” Frank said, looking at Jimmy then glancing quickly away to catch...
by Jim Stitzel | Mar 24, 2017 | Stories
“There is blood in the rain,” stated the Deep One, matter-of-factly. He stood at the deck railing, staring out over the city spread out below. “What do you mean, sire?” Kolster asked, looking up at the imposing figure looming over him....
by Jim Stitzel | Mar 15, 2011 | Stories
It was a long, paved driveway to nowhere. Fifty yards of winding tree-lined blacktop ending in an open field. There was no building at the end, nothing to indicate the driveway’s purpose, no sign that a building had ever stood here. Zack stood at the end of the drive...
