You lucky people! Thirteen O’Clock has a glossy print edition of Midnight Echo #7 to give away. Midnight Echo is the official magazine of the Australian Horror Writers’ Association. Issue 7 is the The Taboo Issue, edited by Daniel I Russell and contains:
- Commode by Shaun Hamilton
- Driven by Anthony Ferguson
- Saturday Night at the Milk Bar by Gary Kemble
- Symmetry Fades by Rick McQuiston
- The Hunting Room by Kia Groom
- Brand New Day by G. N. Braun
- Dead Inertia by Eric Blair
- Just Some Good Old Boys Sitting Around the Fire Talking Shit by A.J Brown
- Parlour Party by Michael Penkas
- The Case of the Kissing Corpse by Jack Skelter
- My First Horror Show by Ed Higgins
- I Like to Share by Ron Jon
- Ghosts of You by Lee Battersby
- See Jane Mesmerised! by Tom McLaughlin
- The Final Degustation of Doctor Ernest Blenheim by Andrew J. McKiernan
- What the Dark Does by Graham Masterton
- A Slice of Life – A Spot of Liver by Paul Haines
- (comic) Allure of the Ancients – The Key to His Kingdom by Mark Farrugia and Greg Chapman (not available in MOBI or EPUB formats)
- (poetry) Cat by Michelle Scalise
- (poetry) Pain and Pin Me Sweetly, My Love by Kurt Newton
- (poetry) Pleasure Me by Bec Mirr
- (art) Greg Hughes
- (art) Jason Paulos
- (art) Joshua Hoffine
- (interview) Graham Masterton
- (interview) Joe R Lansdale
- (Interview) Joshua Hoffine
To take away the giveaway copy, just comment below with the last thing you’d like to hear echo in a quiet house at midnight. Creep us out and we’ll pick one lucky recipient. (Sorry, but this is open to Australian residents only.)
A wet sounding fart.
If I’m alone, the sound of a beating heart, or breathing, that is not my own.
How many times can I comment? Am I even eligible after winning the Haven DVD? What’s your favorite pizza topping?
As many as you like.
Of course you are.
Pepperoni.
The creek of a stair followed by a long silence and then a gentle swish of fabric against the bedroom door.
PS This kept me awake for hours on a cold June night. I found out next morning that it was only my daughter coming home late and sneaking in to her bedroom next to ours.
The long, drawn out, bubbling sound of a ghost who has eaten too much curry, now farting.
Running water in the bathroom and you know no-one is in there.
My thoughts.
Maniacal laughter
I’m not sure – did I hear anything at all?
I can’t hear it now. Must’ve been nothing.
Wait, there it is.
…
Gone.
Hang on.
My mother-in-law’s voice…
Craig Emerson trying to sing “Horror Movie”.
The wet slapping of two Swamp Things mating in the next room.
The ringing silence when the crickets stop chirruping, the frogs stop croaking, and the soft breeze dies to nothing.
The last thing I would ever want to hear echoing throughout my house is Rick Astley’s “Never Gonna Give You Up”. Talk about creepy…
The laughter of small children.
Panting… a low growl… a thump… then the sound of something being chewed…
“Please welcome Australia’s new Prime Minister, Tony Abbott!”