G. Lloyd Helm

Stephen Mitchell has had enough of college. Mason college has been an adventure that has broken his heart, his faith, and his belief in the rightness of the universe. His heart is crushed by love and by the murder of his friend and room mate, a young Negro who introduced Stephen to the world of Southern politics. Stephen has met and resisted Southern bigots; discovered that free love isn't exactly free, and when the Marine Corps rejects him because of a heart murmur he finds himself headed back to Mason.

"Are the gods truly gods or just powerful humans?" The question still echoes through the city of Peshar even six hundred years after the coming of the gods. Garith Balal, a successful scribe and fair witness in the city, is pulled into the resistance to the gods through influence of a slave bought to satisfy his wife's social climbing desires. Alvis, the slave, a human from another world of the Cadeki empire, has roots in the planet Archlea where he is now a slave. He is a believer in "The Design"; the belief that all things in the universe are controlled to an unknown end by the Great Designer who created the universe.

In our time as members of the US Air Force we had lived in many places and gone through many things. We didn't expect that being stationed at Grissom AFB in Indiana would be the trial it turned out to be. We were leaving Germany, a foreign place, to come to middle America, supposedly home, but Grissom certainly didn't feel like home. Between the circus that seemed to run the town of Peru, the god-awful weather and the hostile locals we felt like we had moved into a war zone. But, military families make the best of what they are dumped into so we did our best.

If you're looking for an array of Horror stories to sink your teeth into, look no further than Memento Mori...pay the Ferryman, and prepare to take the ride of your life.The title, Memento Mori, is Latin and literally means: "Remember you too must die." An ominous-sounding phrase, the saying derived from Puritan settlers who would often display tokens of death as a reminder to the living of the fragility of life...not to mention the eternal punishment awaiting those who wallowed in wickedness.Death has always been a fascination to the living, meaning different things to different groups of people. Edgar Allan Poe nailed it when he said: "The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?"There is a wealth of truly incredible talent within these pages, each storyteller attempting to explore that very question. Her is a healthy book full of decidedly unhealthy stories. With Death being the key element in each one of those stories, you might be expecting a morbid ride, but rest assured, there are quite a few pieces of comedic gold lined inside this skeleton's spine, along with the many that will send a chill down your own.