What They’re Reading on The Rising Star

There are those who believe that life here began out there, far across the universe, with tribes of humans who may have been the forefathers of the Egyptians or the Toltecs or the Mayans. Some believe that there may yet be brothers of man who even now fight to survive somewhere beyond the heavens…and also that they write poetry…and send it to people in New Jersey to publish.

Fleeing from the Cylon tyranny, the last Battlestar, Galactica, leads a rag-tag fugitive fleet of scifaiku, sonnets, Cthulhuku, pantoums, and other cool metrical verse on a lonely quest: a shining planet known as Earth…the one where Starbuck gets sorta naked in the third Riddick movie and is not a future member of the A-Team.

So (re)read the JDP Poetry Issue. We’re pretty sure it’s why there are pyramids constructed in both hemispheres and not many issues of a literary magazine can say that.

Our 2013 storySouth Nominees

Let’s get one thing straight. If someone poses the hypothetical question, who would win in a fight, The Kaiju from Pacific Rim, The Jaegers from Pacific Rim, or Godzilla, the answer isn’t Godzilla.

No, the correct answer is, “Godzilla, dumbass.”

Why? Because he’s fucking Godzilla. He’s a mutant lizard born from the side effects of nuclear testing who didn’t have to crawl out of the Marianas Trench to destroy cities or take a hiatus from SAMCRO to kill other monsters. He’s been doing both — and doing them better than anyone — for like sixty years. Plain and simple. He’s Godzilla. He took down a three-headed, lightening-breathing, instellar-travelling King Ghidorah, not to mention the mechanized version of said three-headed creature. He’s defeated Gamorrah, Rhodan, Mothra, King Kong, a giant robot version of King Kong, whatever the hell that Smog Monster thing was, a robotic version of himself, and who knows what the fuck else was lurking around Monster Island when the cameras weren’t rolling. You think he’s gonna sweat some overgrown calamari or Jax Teller in a Transformer suit?

Jesus in Heaven, do we have to explain everything?

Let any further debate be squelched by atomic breath, much like, oh, say, anything or anyone who’s ever tried to go toe to toe with Godzilla.

That’s right: Atomic. Fucking. Breath.

Winner? Still champion? Godzilla.

Now that that’s out of the way…

Jersey Devil Press is proud to announce its editorial nominees for the 2013 storySouth Awards. JDP is pleased to participate in this prestigious competition celebrating the written word as expressed in the online medium. Culling three favorites from our list of 2012 Pushcart nominees, we have selected:

“We Left Him with the Dragging Man,” by Graham Tugwell
“About the Hiding of Buried Treasure,” by Kimberly Lojewski
“Paper Heart,” by Ally Malinenko

In addition to these three stories, all stories published by Jersey Devil Press during the 2012 calendar year (excepting reprints and flash under 1000 words) are eligible for readers to nominate individually. Be sure to check all of storySouth’s guidelines for reader nominations and pencil in your favorite story. Only one vote per person, so choose wisely.

Congratulations to Graham, Kimberly, and Ally.

Thanks to all the writers who trust us with their work.

Thanks to storySouth for keeping this great competition going for another year.

Thanks always to Godzilla, because he rocks.

Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Issue 44 wgah’nagl fhtagn

Issue 44 lies waiting for you to read, far beneath the ocean depths, in the stupefying ruins of R’yleh, sheltered in the shadows of madness.

Or you could just download the PDF.

We begin with “The Hunter in the Darkness” by Paul “Deadeye” Dick. It’s a fantastic take on what would happen if vintage Gonzo journalism crossed paths with a Dagon-like cult. Suffice to say drugs, nudity, and profanity ensue. Also, Scooby Doo references.

“Interior Design” follows, in which Rob Ern dares to consider what could be more terrifying than the Necronomicon. The answer, of course, is HGTV.

Next, Laura Garrison brings you a weird Western, “The Madness of Fluffytown.” It’s a story that also answers the question most of us have long pondered: what if Cthulhu were less squidlike and more, well, poultry.

Jason Andrew then mashes up Lovecraft’s Dream Cycle stories with Charles Perrault’s French fairy tale, “Puss in Boots.” Yeah, we would never have thought of that combination in a million years either, but Jason pulls it off nicely in “Whispers to the Moon Are Always Heard by Cats.”

Finally, Christopher Keelty closes out the proceedings with the straight-up unsettling “The Watchers in the Dark.”

‘Cause a Lovecraft issue should end with a story that will give you nightmares.