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Dark Tales From the Mid-World

Thirty-four tales of horror, satire, and weirdness celebrating the wide world of scary stories. Microfiction, poetry, short stories, and a novella. The weird, disturbing, hokey, and hilarious. Tiny sidebars and bigger-than-life extravaganzas. All on a theme of the monster movie marathons of old. All by the indie artists of Mid-World Arts.

Your perfect sc(hair)-raising companion!

Horror - Adult themes - Language - Action/horror violence

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A summation of the stories in Dark Tales from the Mid-World:

  • by Stephan Michael Loy

    A satirical homage to that greatest of gothic horror soap operas, Dark Shadows. Partly because it was the only gothic horror soap opera, but mainly because it touched the beleaguered soul of a generation and became a nigh-on immortal super-entity of a cult phenomenon. And there's also all the stage bumbling and the forgetting of lines.

  • by Jeff Turner

    Soaked in the vital bodily fluids of Hammer Studios and the other 1960s-1970s B horror movie productions, Dr. Slovak is the height of horror camp. You can almost sense Vincent Price in the next scene.

  • by John Grimes

    Take The Addams Family, Men in Black, and Young Frankenstein and smash them together in a particle accelerator and you might get a wild quark like this vampire-meets-the-deep-state vignette.

  • by Jeff Turner

    As in his Dr. Slovak story, Jeff is elbow-deep in the camp culture of 1970s vampire hunter stories. We've got everybody here, from vampires to Van Helsing-descendant vampire hunters, to reptilians to Nordic aliens. Don't ask, just wallow in it.

  • by Jeff Turner

    Zombies and political polarization. But mainly zombies. What else is there to say?

  • by Gena Parker

    A "Don't get caught in the dark" morality tale that could have come out of Twilight Zone or Eerie Comics.

  • by Jeff Turner

    Those darn one-percenters calling up despicable demons and human sacrifice in order to pad their well-stuffed bank accounts. They just get your goat-head, don't they?

  • by Jerry Land

    The horror of what happens when unscrupulous, magic-wielding authors get hold of artificial intelligence. Or is it magic-wielding AI getting hold of unscrupulous authors?

  • by Michael Murphy

    Sometimes, that crazy guy over in the padded cell screaming about the pod people... Well, sometimes he isn't crazy.

  • by Jane Hartsock

    An ominous crow harbringer, visions of a bleeding land, and the predatory practices of money in an age of Reagan cement this story inspired by the song Rain on the Scarecrow by John Mellencamp.

  • by Michael Murphy

    We've got a ghost story here, folks. You ever see that Amazing Stories episode about the old man getting his ticket punched? Like that.

  • by Sasha Virjee

    You recall any of those several "Evil Hand" tropes? Scary, huh? Only this time, it isn't a hand. Also, the American health insurance system is a nightmare in and of itself.

  • by Michael Murphy

    Sometimes, ghosts aren't there to scare the stuffings out of you. They're there to hold your hand. And not in a creepy way.

  • by Michael Siegert

    You'd think that would be a moot question, but first you'd have to get to the immortal part. And getting to the immortal part, that's ... messy.

  • by Subodhana Wijeyeratne

    The Snotballs came to Earth and they had something to whisper in our ears. The alien invasion didn't wipe us out, not even the missiles and bombs brought to bear to fight it. But that whisper...

  • by Michael Siegert

    Body snatchers come in all shapes and sizes, but sometimes they're less than half the monster that we are on our own. ARE YOU READY TO RE-FORM?

  • by Stephan Michael Loy

    Bomber crews are a superstitious lot, especially when they can get shot out of the sky on any mission. This WWII bomber crew has good reason to be superstitious, and that reason's trying to tear their arms from their sockets.

  • Sixteen tiny stories. Poetry, micro-fiction, and vignettes ranging from silly puns to the disturbing. They crouch in the space between the larger stories, waiting to pounce like the commercials that attack at ten-minute intervals during that Halloween night Monster Movie Marathon.