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Evocations by James Brogden
« on: June 26, 2015, 11:16:07 AM »
Due to be launched at Edge-Lit next month: Evocations by James Brogden



A collection of James' weird fiction:

    New York has alligators in its sewers; Birmingham has man-eating Octopuses in its canals
    What sacrifices were offered in order to build the railway?
    Held captive in a tower-block; can she escape?
    What does his non-existent hand touch?
    Roadkill … or something worse?
    What is it like, waiting to become a ghost?
    Discover these chilling horrors and many more…

Discover the answers in this fabulous collection. After the launch you will be able to buy copies from Amazon and other good online stores.




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Re: Evocations by James Brogden
« Reply #1 on: March 02, 2016, 04:00:10 PM »
Here's a taster from "The Smith of Hockley":

The Midas Scorpion was an assassin’s tool of the Elder World, from a time long before there were distinctions between magic and machine, or life and art, or death and love. It was made of gold, finely articulated, with a single bead of poison still on the tip of its sting and its ruby eyes still glittering with mindless evil, even though it lay dead and flayed open on John Whelan’s work desk. The haphazard scattering of its eviscerated remains testified to his last moments of panic as he’d unsuccessfully looked for the secret of curing its poison, but Whelan was no longer in his workshop. He was upstairs in the little bedroom above the little shop which he and his wife Mary owned in Birmingham’s Jewellery Quarter; watching her die.

Read more at https://alchemypress.wordpress.com/our-stories/the-smith-of-hockley/