Marge Simon

A collaborative poetry collection by Bram Stoker Award-winning writers Michael Bailey and Marge Simon-dissecting a fiery world's relentless destruction. In Sifting the Ashes, over a hundred individual and collaborative poems explore what it takes to survive after all is suddenly taken. Combined life experiences of love, loss, and personal tragedy sift what's salvageable from the aftermath of fire, searching through the layers of ash for lessons about death, cremation, and the various stages of grief. What might be found in the remains after all is lost?

'The Demeter Diaries' is a record of love and longing and the inevitable horror that arises between the minds of Mina Harker and Vlad Dracula as they court one another in waking dreams. The dialogue, written in both poetry and prose, imagines a psychic connection that develops between the two even before Dracula arrives in England. As Dracula makes his way from Transylvania to Whitby on the doomed ship Demeter, the two would-be lovers transmit their thoughts across the waves and lands that separate them, alternately wooing and terrifying one another with the idea of love eternal and all the dark delicacies necessary to ensure it. Front cover art by Wendy Saber Core, interior illustrations by Luke Spooner

Authors from around the world address the idea of sorrow through the lens of horror. These stories approach a feeling of deep distress caused by loss, disappointment, or other misfortune suffered by oneself or others. Sorrow is an universal emotion, and sometimes it frightens us. Come and see. You'll not be sorry.

Look in my eyes. My bronze skin reflects the flames of the battles. I feed on bullets and shrapnel. I have trenches instead of veins and a bombardier's whirring plays my favorite symphony inside my big head. This is my story, with some of my best camouflages and disguises, and you should expect your peace plans to fail. Because that's what I do for living. Look at my million golden teeth necklace. Ring any bells? Maybe you're too young. I probably should have mentioned the fireworks over the Baghdad night sky, my new friend, or the live broadcast of two great skyscrapers disintegrating. You know what I'm talking about, right? So, you can call me by one of my many names: Great General, Lock-box of the Powerful, Red Rain, Lord of Steel or, more simply, WAR. I appear as strife of many kinds, from Stalingrad to Scotland. Africa to Afghanistan, the civil war of Italy and the War Between the States, ghostly wars, drug wars, the battle of the sexes, World Wars I, II and visions of a holocaust yet to come. It's all herein and more, with poems both collaborative and individual. Proudly represented by Crystal Lake Publishing--Tales from the Darkest Depths.