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#shortpit @shortpit.bsky.social would probably be best for shorter fiction, but you’re allowed to pitch whatever you’d like!
I think #ShortPit was the last pitch contest of the year?
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH for an amazing first #ShortPit !! Everyone's work is fantastic, and we wish you all the best of luck finding the perfect homes for your stories! 😤😤
Moodboard for my dark fantasy flash fiction publication Shadows and Sorcery. The image depicts, from top to bottom: a stone carving of a magical symbol, some kind of altar with strange bottles and statues but chiefly a large mummified hand, a holy warrior with a panicked exression striking down a humanoid monster, a close up photo of knights in amour in close combat grappling, a painting of white pillars with a golden roof but an eerie blood red figure lurking behind one of the pillars, a foreboding entrance to a vast castle with a small human figure standing before it, a wizard in grey patterned robes holding a staff, and lastly a pile of ancient manuscripts with weathered and ragged pages.
Moodboard for my dark fantasy flash fiction publication, SHADOWS & SORCERY. Expect grim battles, eldritch occultism, zealots stalking haunted temples, ancient lore, high adventure, and a whole lotta wizards, all in a highly binge-able format!
#ShortPit #F #PUB
Picture is of an outdoor sculpture, a silhouette of a man cut out of a large metal plate. Text overlay reads, from the story: "Every activity that came to mind seemed too dangerous: bowling might tip people off to my hand problem. No bars; they always had mirrors. People would think I was slowly becoming a vampire or something. They don’t have reflections, right? What goes first, I wondered: the teeth?"
ONE ART
Don is an ordinary guy. So ordinary in fact that when parts of him start to disappear in the mirror, nobody notices. Turns out, "the art of losing isn't hard to master." #ShortPit #F #H #slipstream #WIP
The background is a futuristic cityscape with a silhouette in white in the right corner with a cybernetic optic over it. above the silhouette reads: "DDLOVEWRITES" Text at the center of the page from the short story "Darkness for Dreams" reads: If he shut his eyes, the metallic zest of gunpowder and blood still filled his nostrils. It almost smelled sweet as he lifted the failed Old-Safeguard’s body off the marble floor of the conference room. He’d caught a rat and dealt with it, nothing more or less, and Mr. Lee appreciated it. No one appreciated anything these days except men like Mr. Lee. Where the city ate its young, the big players could grant them the chance to fly. So the now-Safeguard flew, no, because of Mr. Lee and the company he got to soar. Killing liars and traitors made for good business. It proved he wasn’t meant to be chewed up. He was born to chew the thick gristle of the city and spit out the useless fat. That was why he was here.
If he shut his eyes, the metallic zest of gunpowder and blood still filled his nostrils. It almost smelled sweet as he lifted the failed Old-Safeguard’s body off the marble floor of the conference room. #DarknessforDreams #SF #shortpit #query #litmag
An excerpt from the story that reads: “There’s still time, you know. You won’t be able to get to town, but you can hide in the house with Sholto. They don’t care about anything that’s not in the shed; you’ll be safe there.” My eyes darted back the way I came. Only the top half of the sun remained visible, the sky growing darker every second. I could make it if I ran. Instead, I planted my feet in the dirt and tightened my grip on the spear. “No. I promised.” Mure nodded, the orange in the sky behind her fading fast. She looked off towards the pasture’s fence, into the dark forest beyond. “Then promise me this: if it comes to it, if it’s your only chance to survive--you will run. Nothing else matters; you will not die here. Promise?” What else could I say? “Promise.”
Mure, a shepherd, recruits a girl from town to help protect her flock from something terrible in the neighbouring woods.
But even with a warning of the dangers ahead, is the girl really up for what that duty entails?
Will she come to understand THE NECESSITY OF A SHEPHERD?
#ShortPit #F #PUB
Sepp's world is destroyed when civil conflict ends up on his isolated village's doorstep. Forced to leave home and band together with fellow refugees, he strikes out on his own across the known world.
Also, he's the heir to a powerful and terrible poison magic.
#ShortPit #F #WIP
A graphic whose background is an image of a globe. The text says, "I am not here to save the world. You could not, and nor can I. But I improve things, over and over and over again, for so many people that I long ago lost count. I'll never see you again. I know that. But I catch glimpses of you anyway, everywhere I go. I think you'd be proud of me."
“Gradual” is speculative flash about an ordinary person who hikes up a mountain and meets an ethereal group of strangers swimming in a glacial lake. A transformative correspondence with the group’s leader ensues, and when that leader dies, our protagonist has a decision to make. #ShortPit #F #SUB
A scan of the cover of "The King in Yellow" by R. W. Chambers. It's a black hardcover book with red details. The cover features a cloaked figure in yellow with a red halo and red wings.
🫅Mass Cognitohazard Event on YouTube and Others⭐
On March 13, 2024, a cognitohazard created in the 1800’s was spread on livestreaming video services, affecting an estimated five billion people worldwide.
The following report details the incident caused by "The King in Yellow."
#ShortPit #SF #H #SUB
An image of an excerpt from the short story which reads: “Whoever you are,” continued the voice, slithering through the air like a serpent, “Tell me how you infiltrated this sanctum, and I shall reward you greatly. Anything your heart desires shall be yours.” Morris’ round ears perked up at that, and his survival instincts faltered. “Do you have any cheese?” he suddenly asked. There was a moment before the voice in the darkness spoke again. “… I beg your pardon?”
Another excerpt from the story. It reads: “A child? The country has a young princess?” The darkness glided over to Morris, churning with interest. “Yeah, the cooks are running in and out of the kitchen for some kind of feast. I can’t hardly sneak in to get a crumb.” “What excellent news. What marvellous news.” “Not for me.”
A mouse scouring the castle for food finds a prison for primordial darkness instead.
THE HARBINGER is the story of their contract.
#ShortPit #F #SUB
WARMTH FROM A FLAME
A woman lost with her family in unnaturally cold and inescapable mountains meets a ghostly entity who will help her survive—for a price. Ft. love, cannibalism, and survival at any cost.
Donner Party X Little Match Girl
#F #HR #WIP #ShortPit
A comic page in full color. In the foreground is two young women in 1790s farm clothes. One sister is wrangling a goat while the other sister is noticing something in the background. In the background is a wooded scene and cave. A glint of gold shines deep in the cave.
A comic page in grayscale. The comic panels are of a family in the 1790s. It’s a pastoral scene with a large house, herd of sheep, and quaint stone wall.
A comic in grayscale. A woman is sobbing violently. Her face becomes fiercely determined. She grabs a pistol, a cloak, and a torch before heading towards the woods. The torch creates a large shadow behind her.
“Half”: Don’t break a promise to your sibling. And definitely don’t flaunt it. #shortpit
Half is an original #fable of two sisters, a treasure, and a broken promise. (This #WIP is a 22 pg #comic; inks are all done and pages are in various stages of color.)
3 by 3 moodboard featuring azaleas, embroidery of landscapes and human bodies, an ivy covered home, and the quotes: “my darling, you will never be unloved by me, you are too tangled in my soul” and “do you regret this?”
moodboard 2 for #ShortPit!
inspired by a Chinese poem about longing for someone after death: a horror fantasy about a woman searching for her daughter after making a faustian deal to keep herself from passing into the afterlife
#HF #SUB
A collage that aesthetically represents La Selva Prevalece. Its background is of inky black water, framing the image of a jungle with the art of a pomegranate in front of it. Anatomical diagrams of the human hand are at the bottom right and upper left corners of the collage. Veins and bones are exposed in the drawing.
Here's "La Selva Prevalece" for #ShortPit !
A group of rangers are assigned to supervise a mysterious jungle that threatens their city. However, the longer they expose themselves to its temptations, the closer they become to its cry.
#WIP #H #SF #SFH #WriteSky
Grid of 6 images. The leftmost features a cybernetic hand touching a plane human while an eye looks through microchips behind them. The middle top is a cybernetically enhanced young woman in a city. The top right features an eye made of 1s and 0s over a futuristic cityscape. The bottom left features a cybernetic and flesh hand being adjusted by a machine. The bottom right features a person in a hoody studying dozens of computer screens. The Text reads in neon pink "Darkness for Dreams" by D. Crawley. Above it at the center reads: "With her life in his hands he’s forced to ask “how do we serve each other in a world where everyone serves themselves?” "
#SF #Cyberpunk #shortpit #FIN "Darkness for Dreams" a cybernoir about a man known as The Escort transporting a data mule across the vibrant city of Zier to further his standing with his corporate bosses. When he is drawn to her insight, he finds himself questioning how he can save her and himself.
Kentucky brothers Bubba and Cletus mistakenly infiltrate a supernatural market to sell their award winning moonshine to unsuspecting vampires. The patrons aren’t prepared for Pike Co. White Lightning. (Moonshine is the opening story to my upcoming collection, Moonlight Market.) #f #fin #shortpit
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When a zombie apocalypse starts the very same day Miri’s work calls everyone back into the office, she figures it’s her only chance to meet her office crush in person—if she can survive that long.
#ShortPit #WIP #H #R #HR
CYANIDE AND RAZOR BLADES
A child in the '80s, obsessed with the peculiar magic of #Halloween, has a small adventure in the overprotected bubble of a bougie New Jersey condo development. What she doesn't get to be for Halloween is seen, except by a stranger.
#ShortPit #Lit #LitFic #genx #FIN
A graphic whose background is an image of a mermaid. The text says, "Like the other changes, the wings are not really a surprise, nor is the way my legs fuse into a tail whenever I enter water. Of course the category of human no longer truly contains me. I travel more, meet more people, and create more beauty, both ephemeral and lasting. I leave deep joy, wonder, and contentment in my wake."
“Gradual” is speculative flash about an ordinary person who hikes up a mountain and meets an ethereal group of strangers swimming in a glacial lake. A transformative correspondence with the group’s leader ensues, and when that leader dies, our protagonist has a decision to make. #ShortPit #F #SUB
IN A NAME:
A story that interrogates the binary categorisations of gender and biology using a permutational analogy of the seven chakras from South Asian spiritual philosophy.
"On the eve of my seventeenth birthday, I prepare to earn the seventh—and final—letter of my name."
#F #PUB #ShortPit
blue magazine cover type image with story title text suitbreakers and same excerpt in skeet. picture is a closeup of a gunpla
Some of the breakers talk about ghosts, after the day’s shift is done and they all sit warming themselves by the fire. A pilot bonded with a mech who dies and leaves a part of their soul in the machine. #shortpit #sf #wip
I should probably be embarrassed to admit that my grandmothers are my best friends—or at least, that’s what my classmates think. But I’m drawn to their hilarious stories and family lore. Plus, they’re my biggest cheerleaders, and that kind of support makes all the difference. #shortpit #WIP #C
Naughty or Nice, the last post/pitch for #shortpit. I'll be linking to both parts over on Substack. Please enjoy.
#writingcommunity
#SF
#H
#WIP
Part 1:
substack.com/home/post/p-...
A 3D render of a close-up of a spaceship. Photo by Vishal Bansal on Unsplash
🚀THE STARDUST OBSIDIAN🧩
A boy & a griffon know only of life in a lab, mastering puzzles to train their brains for their ultimate fates: to pilot a ship massive enough to save their kind, and to become the core of the ship's supercomputer...must it die before ever having a friend?
#ShortPit #SF #SUB
SHADOWS & SORCERY explores events, episodes, chronicles, lore, and portraits of strange, far off worlds, the people who live in them, their esoteric gods, and grim occult magics--and does it all, every week, in under 1000 words.
shadowsandsorcery.substack.com
#ShortPit #F #PUB
black and white Cityscape. Title white over red: Mandate for Leadership Subtitle white on black: A collection of short stories based around political horror Text black on white: Mandate for Leadership is a 43000 word anthology of 11 interconnected short stories exploring the chilling consequences of policy gone wrong
Upper Image: The cover for the novel #murdertrending featuring a line of 5 people simply drawn. The middle person has been beheaded. Lower Image: A cracked screen with a smiley face cracked into the glass in the middle and the words Black Mirror
upper image is a 3 stack featuring a cartoon render of a bureaucrat and image of a clothed pregnant belly and something that appears to be a decrepit dorm. lower image: A deserted classroom
Hello again #writingcommunity, here's another pitch for #shortpit today. Introducing Mandate for Leadership, my completed short story collection based around the policies of Project 2meant.
#Q for querying
#H for Horror (in this case political)
#A for Adult
A very sketchy side-view diagram of a dragon military mech. Different colors of ink denote different material types.
A detail of the head of the dragon, denoting fin placement and exhaust of ionic fire.
🐉ASCENT OF THE DRACOTHERE🤖
On the eve of its retirement, Aster's military animal mech rebels, w/ deadly results.
Their next assignment? An experimental dragon, its neural map spliced from different species, w/a nuclear reactor big enough to power a space station.
#ShortPit #SF #& #⨺⃝ #SUB
