Stanislaus I. Skoda


Ganic Pirate 12

Adventrues in the egg-Creetor Universe!

Out on the blue event horizon edge of
the Black Hole
called Infernos, the ship Arugula hovered somewhere
between now and eternity. Inside,
on the command deck surrounded by
his crew of mechanicle men, Captain Numo gaged dials
and measurments,
an endless stream of information feeding into his massive
brain
banks. For years he had lived by himslef and his [...]

The Forgetting- Part 5

Too many, too much

Frank let the bottle slip from his hand
down onto the floor. He stared glumluy at the tv, and the final score of the game
showing. His team had lost.” Should never had replaced Dobson, ” he muttered, than leaped
from his chair.” Goddamn it!” he swore, an anger building slowly in his hot wired [...]

The Forgetting-Part 4

Memory Sticks
Chapter 4

Trevor sat on his bed, listening to his parents fight downstairs.
Those goddamn
drunks, he thought to himself, they were so full of
shit all the time. Sure, he was
just some punk kid, but at least he
had integrity. He reached over and switched on the
CD player, sliding
on his headphones. Reaching into the drawer [...]

The Forgetting-Part 3

This town runs on free drinks
Part 3
“Is
this the man?” Sheriff Tolland asked as Jerry came
around the front of the
truck.
“That’s
him,” Jerry Fowler said, hitching up his pants, and
stomping
over to stand beside Tolland, removing his Deklab logo cap with the
flying
ear of corn on it from his large head and adjusting his
thinning hair. The [...]

Postcard from Skoda

with Stanislaus I. SkodaAnother Missive from…
This is Skoda. While the news reaches me in the hinterlands of Eastern Europe that presidents are being impeached and bombs are falling, here I am finding that the dark peasants of Jerzy Kozinski’s STEPS are alive and kicking. Somehow, I am staying the winter in the small POlish town [...]

Academy of Terror

Graduation is a milepost in Life
Harry Snickler walked home. Everyday,
he took the same route; it was important to him. His officemates
made fun of him for it, sure. It was part of his personality. He
didn’t mind. The tiny fragments of spite seemed to make it all worth
it. It only served to enforce his worldly ego [...]

The Forgetting-Part 1

Serialized True Terror
Hugin
and Munin Fly
each day
over
the spacious earth.
I
fear for Hugin
that
he may not
come back.Yet
more anxious am I for Munin.
-Old Norse runic
verse
“Since
those days, I have steadily lost control
over my memories; of late,
however, I became convinced that with the aid of
a certain artifice I can recall far more…” [...]

Kingdom Veni Kingdom

BattleBots! Kingdom Rex!

Life is long. That’s what he said to
me. Standing on the rain, the water blurred his
features, melting
them together into a blank nothingness composed of all the
millions
of fractured looks a human being is capable of attaining.
“Hey, Crayola king, life is
long.” he said, and then
his features de-melted into a smile.
“But don’t chuck the bait, you’ll [...]

The Forgetting-Part 2

Small Town Suspense Grows!
CHAPTER 2

Glenn
Standoff pulled the utility truck over onto the easement, slamming
the
emergency brake hard against the floor. This is where the report
had specified, and
he’d spotted it right off. A huge tree-branch hung
precariously suspended,
endangering the telephone lines directly
below. Luckily, he had got here first, before
catastrophe could
happen.

Sliding
out of the cab and setting his
hard hat to [...]

Encounters with Skoda

with Sam FrontSkoda Explained, perhaps
“Given any usual day, Terror strikes. Where? In the Heart and Mind, specifically at you. Something out there is gunning for your grisly demise, only you are not aware of it, for a veil of Illusion, of Maya, has been placed over your eyes. You have been pumped full of Opium [...]