Showing posts with label H.S. Stone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label H.S. Stone. Show all posts

Monday, May 28, 2018

Beneath the Earth by H.S. Stone

Release date: May 10, 2018
Subgenre: YA Horror, Adventure

About Beneath the Earth: 

 

Laura and her classmates have been looking forward to their senior camping trip for weeks. Three days on an island paradise, away from school and their parents. What more could they ask for?

The camping trip starts out well enough. The island is scenic and just the kind of escape to nature that Laura had hoped for. However, cracks soon begin to appear in her plans. Her boyfriend ditches her to hang out with his friends. She has to share a room with one of the teachers. But those are the least of her worries.

A student disappears, and no one can find him. Soon, Laura and the other students realize that the camping trip is anything but a dream vacation. There’s something else on the island. Something large and frightening. Something that lurks unseen beneath the earth. Something that welcomes the presence of the students because they will satisfy its appetite.

 

Excerpt:

 

All of the students and teachers started from the spot of Brandon’s disappearance and spread out. We hoped that by covering every direction that radiated from the origin point, there’d be no chance of missing him.
Initially, the ground where we searched was trampled, both from our large group and from Mr. Messick’s exploration last night. We walked over broken branches and flattened grass. We imitated the park ranger’s technique of stabbing the ground with sticks, hoping to uncover hidden holes that were now covered up. However, we found no hints as to where Brandon could have disappeared to.
Heather, Katie, and I walked shoulder to shoulder. As the distance between us and the neighboring search parties grew, we also spaced ourselves farther apart. We slowed down our pace, not wanting to miss a potential nook or cranny that could hide Brandon’s location.
If I were paying attention to the island’s sounds, I would have noticed that the usual chirping of birds had faded. There was only the crunch of the ground beneath our feet. My eyes swept the forest floor in front of me, and my focus was strictly on looking for my missing classmate.
Our first hint of danger came when we heard a scream behind us. The three of us turned around, frozen in our tracks.
“What was that?” Katie asked.
The scream pierced the quiet of the forest again. We pinpointed the direction it came from and hurried toward the sound.
We were almost back to the search’s starting point when a wave of students ran toward us. They motioned for us to go back in the direction from where we had come. 
“Run!”
We didn’t ask any questions. We turned around and ran as fast as we could in the opposite direction. I had no idea what we were running from, but from the terror in the voice that sent us fleeing, I wasn’t going to stand around and ask questions.

 

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About H.S. Stone:

 

 Even before he could read, H.S. Stone wanted to write a book. Fascinated by the stories that seemed to leap from his kindergarten teacher's books, he went home and wrote his own book, with illustrations and bound by staples. Of course, since he didn't know how to read or write yet, the book was full of gibberish.

Undaunted, H.S. eventually mastered the ABC's and continued to write throughout his grade school years, adolescence, and into adulthood. His publications include novels aimed at Young Adult and Middle Grade readers as well as several short stories. He currently lives with his family in the San Francisco Bay Area.

 

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Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Something to Read: A Charity Omnibus Anthology, edited by Stella Wilkinson

Release date: November 25, 2014
Genres: Multi-genre flash fiction anthology 

About Something to Read:


Something To Read is exactly one hundred stories to entertain you whenever and wherever you feel the need. The majority of these stories are flash fiction of under 1000 words and contain themes as varied as the authors who wrote them. Stories were contributed for charity from nearly seventy different authors from at least four different continents, and contain comedy, tragedy, romance, science fiction, horror and everything in between. If you have several hours or just five minutes, there is something here for you. 

Stories and Authors:


John - N. Bursnoll
The Agency Chef - Samuel Clements
Coming Home - Andrew Vu
Love @ First Site - Amanda Brice
Dancing Cheek to Cheek - Amanda Brice
A Ghost Story? - Stella Wilkinson
100-1 Hoodoo - Neil Sweetman
Monster in My Head - L.G. Castillo
See the Galaxy - Landon Porter
Ten To Nine - Debbie Bennett
Brief Encounter on the 75 - Frank Zubek
Small Parcels - Pru Moran
Moth Boys - Neil Sweetman
Friday Night - Stella Wilkinson
Simon Marriott's First Puff - Louis Hessey-Antell
Priorities - Dan Brady
A Routine Sunday - J. David Core
The Centennial Grape - Monica La Porta
Amy - Paul B. Kohler
A Guy’s Story - Dan Fiorella
Beware How You Stand Lest You Fall - Ruth Banda-Banda
My Subway Fantasy - Penny Darling
Through Glass - James Griffiths
The Day the Washing Machine Broke Down - Pru Moran
Losing Track - Pauline Drummie
“Last Day” - Frank Zubek
Us & Them - Dario Solera
Diamond - Neil Bursnoll
Armed and Dangerous - T.L. Champion
God Two - Kathy Molyneaux
Personal Hell - RJ Kennett
Learn - Peter Cawdron
The Stolen Satchel - Jamie Campbell
The Glass Horse - Sarah Dalton
The Faceless Ones - Vincent Trigili
Bad Deal - Cora Buhlert
Lookout Mountain - Paul B. Kohler
Christmas with a (Snow) Monster - Stephen Drivick
The Orders - Stacy Claflin
Curbside - Frank Zubek
Hidden in the Closet - Al Stevens
Sweet Baby - Sheila Guthrie
The Life of Herman Von Schmit - Jamie Campbell
The House without a Pumpkin Tree - Dan Fiorella
Good Deeds - Pru Moran
Transfer of Power - Paul Levinson
Half the Battle - Melanie Nilles
Holidays with My Grandfather - James Griffiths
Gold Rush - Paul B. Kohler
Angels and Demons - Seun Odukoya
The Candy Shop - V. A. Jeffrey
Christmas Dinner - Pru Moran
Carrie’s Gift - Frank Zubek
Taste - Stella Wilkinson
Refusal of the Call - Cora Buhlert
Frankenstein & Igor, A Tale of Terror and Misplaced Organs - Dan Fiorella
Super 88 - Erin Garlock
Green, Green, Blue - Kevin A. Lyons
Twilight Raid - Edward M. Grant
Controlled Experiments - Kevin J. Anderson
The Cyclist - Samuel Clements
A Wish For Smish - David Gerrold
The Last Lodger - Stella Wilkinson
The Pawnbroker of Personalities - Richard Wolanski
Stylish Headwear and the Problem of Free Will - Jamie Horyski
Recall - Graham Brand
Fuzzy’s Diner - Michael Carmella
He Will Lead Us - John L. Monk
Vietnam with a Side of Asparagus - Lindy Moone
All Mine - Jamie Campbell
The Vet - Frank Zubek
A Grown Man’s Love Story - Debadatta Pati
Alone - Paul B. Kohler
Roadworks - Edward M. Grant
Large Animal/Small Animal - Ron McLarty
And The Chimps Shall Lead - Paul Levinson
Lilac and Dead Land - E. Percy Muove
The Long Elegance of Sleep - Helen Cho
More Than A Feeling - Cate Dean
A Flurry of Footsteps - H.S. Stone
The Skylight Room - Karen Tucker
Tonianna Gallager - Mary Kincaid
Scout’s Ninety Seconds of Enlightenment - Joe Tannian
A Change of Heart - Cate Dean
Whither Time - Sheila Guthrie
Mason and Me - Kelly Lytle
Involuntarily in Charge - T.L. Champion
The Spitwalk Contest - Richard Wolanski
Faceless - Neil Bursnoll
Looking Down - Dario Solera
Wasteland, Part 1- Vincent Trigili
Wasteland, Part 2 - Vincent Trigili
The Last President of the United States - Stephen Drivick
Peregrine Comes To OJO - 1911 - Ron McLarty
Following String - Jamie Campbell
Moving - Donald R. Broyles
Surprise, Surprise! - Aditi Bathia
The Not Wanting - J. David Core
What Is the World Coming To? - Rich Wells
Whatever Happened to Annie Garrett? - Frank Zubek

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Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Signs That You're Living in a Dystopian Society - guest post by H. S. Stone

Signs That You're Living in a Dystopian Society

First of all, thank you very much for letting me write a guest post for the Speculative Fiction Showcase!

I’m a big fan of YA dystopian and post-apocalyptic books. I think one of the reasons why the genre appeals to me is that there is a nugget of reality in these stories. In many cases, if we're not careful, I can see our society turning into the world described in The Hunger Games, Legend, or Under the Never Sky, to name some of my favorite dystopian novels.

That leads me to wonder if we would recognize whether we’re living in a dystopian society if it happened to us. As a public service, here’s my attempt to help us determine just that.

1. Everyone around you acts like everything's great.
Most people who live in a dystopian society don't realize that they are. They are actually pretty happy with the lives they lead. Sometimes, this happiness is because the people in charge tell you how lucky you are to live in this society, although brainwashing isn't necessarily required. Now, if you happen to live in a normal or even utopian society, you're probably pretty happy too, so contentment with life isn't a good sign of dystopia by itself.

2. Your leader isn't someone you (or anyone you know) elected.
No, I'm not talking about people who always vote for the Independent Presidential candidate in elections and never see their candidate win. I have a feeling that Katniss's family didn't vote for President Snow in Suzanne Collins's Hunger Games. District 12 didn't strike me as having much voice in the decisions made in the Capitol. Whatever the form of government is, even if it's called a democracy, chances are that you didn't have much voice in choosing the people in charge.

3. Medicine is advanced, but someone else is in charge of your health choices.
Becoming "pretty" sounds great (Uglies by Scott Westerfield) and so does seamless body part transplants (Unwind by Neal Shusterman), but not if you have no choice in becoming pretty or having your parts harvested. Maybe technology has even made it possible to “cure” people of love (Delirium by Lauren Oliver), but that's probably not a good thing either. Dystopian societies often hold medical advancements we only dream about today, but that doesn't mean its citizens are better off because of them.

4. You live where you live because your surroundings are uninhabitable.
More often than not, dystopian societies arise in the aftermath of a worldwide disaster, either natural or man-made. This leaves a good deal of the world uninhabitable, or perhaps only inhabited by zombies, mutants, or other unpleasant creatures. If you find yourself confined inside a city, perhaps with a wall or dome surrounding it (like Veronica Rossi's Under the Never Sky or my Beyond New Eden), or living underground (Jeanne DuPrau's City of Ember or Ann Aguirre's Enclave), you probably also live in a dystopian society.

5. Your parents are suspiciously hush-hush.
"Father Knows Best" wasn't just a TV show that aired before my time. It can also describe a phenomenon in dystopian societies that pertains to any parent or older citizen. Parents can act strangely for a couple of reasons. They are older and wiser and perhaps naturally more cynical of the world and its leaders. Additionally, if the apocalypse that led to the dystopian society occurred earlier in their lifetimes, they may know something important that younger citizens don't. Regardless of what they know or think, however, your elders are also likely to have a healthy fear of the government, so they will keep their secrets to themselves.

6. The first rule of Fight Club, I mean, dystopian societies is...
In dystopian societies, you're likely to have to fight for your survival. Or the survival of your family, or your district, or whoever it is you care about. For some reason, people just can't work things out peacefully in dystopia. There's always a fight involved, sometimes for entertainment purposes and sometimes to survive the zombie hordes, but it’s usually to the death.

I hope you found these signs of a dystopian society to be helpful. What happens if you discover that you’re actually living in a dystopian society? I wish I could help you there, but I’m afraid you’re on your own. Good luck, and as Effie Trinket would say, may the odds be ever in your favor.

About H. S. Stone:
Even before he could read, H.S. Stone wanted to write a book. Fascinated by the stories that seemed to leap from his kindergarten teacher's books, he went home and wrote his own book, with illustrations and bound by staples. Of course, since he didn't know how to read or write yet, the book was full of gibberish.
Undaunted, H.S. eventually mastered the ABC's and continued to write throughout his grade school years, adolescence, and into adulthood. Despite earning a degree and working in a field not related to writing, he continued to pursue his writing passion.
H.S. Stone's publications include novels aimed at Young Adult and Middle Grade readers as well as several short stories. He currently lives with his family in the San Francisco Bay Area.




Monday, October 13, 2014

Gifted by H.S. Stone

Release Date: October 10, 2014
Subgenre: Young Adult Fantasy

ABOUT Gifted:

In a kingdom where the Gifteds are captured and thrown into fights to the death, Voima is fortunate that she is just a Regular. However, her brother, Vendd, isn’t so lucky. Since his Power started manifesting itself, the siblings have lived a life on the run, barely escaping the king’s soldiers.

Just as Voima and Vendd have settled into a new home, a fleeing Gifted enters their lives, begging for help but bringing soldiers after him. Despite the siblings’ efforts, the soldiers discover Vendd’s Power. Now Voima, an outmatched Regular girl, must find a way to defeat the kingdom’s most dangerous Gifteds in order to save her brother from certain death.

Excerpt:

The man called out the first words that came to mind. “What's your Power?"

The woman continued her approach, answering without changing her pace, “You'll find out soon enough.”

The crowd cheered once again at her retort. The man paled. He felt his legs weaken, but he willed himself to stand upright. If she had won numerous Duels, her Power must be well suited for combat. Unlike his.

The man didn't know why he was in the arena. He wasn't a fighter. He was just a farmer with an unusual ability. He had never hurt anyone with it. He had only used it to entertain the children who lived in his small town, but that was his fatal mistake.

Once word reached the king's ears that he existed, the man's fate was sealed. Within a day, armed soldiers descended upon his quiet town, shackled him like a dangerous criminal, and brought him to the king. There was no hearing, no trial. The fact that he was a Gifted doomed him.

Gifted. As if the name meant that his Power was a blessing and not a curse.

With the woman less than twenty feet away, he told her, “I don't want to fight you.”

She laughed. “Too bad. You shouldn't have entered the arena then.”

“It wasn't my choice!”

“It's not mine either.” Her expression softened momentarily, betraying a hint of sympathy before she restored her fighter's mask. “Unfortunately, only one of us will leave this arena alive. I intend for that to be me.”

The man backed away from his opponent. He considered going on the offensive, perhaps trying to take her by surprise, but he doubted that he would survive her Power once she displayed it. Were her reflexes lightning quick? Was her skin impenetrable? So far, he had no clue.

Choosing to play to his strength, the man retreated to the nearest wall. The woman continued advancing. She flexed her arms, and the muscles rippled under her skin. Super strength? The man warned himself to stay away from her reach.

With his back against the wall, he pushed one boot off his foot. This caused the woman to stop. She evaluated his unexpected action, unsure what it meant but certain that it had to do with his Power. The man tried to kick the other boot off, but it was fastened too tightly. He bent down to loosen the laces, twisting the boot off as he worked.

The woman picked that moment to attack. She pulled her right arm back and closed the last few feet separating them. The boot flew off his foot just in time for him to roll to the side. The woman's fist struck the wall next to where the man had crouched a second earlier, spraying pebbles into the air. He didn't look back at the indentation her blow left in the stone wall.

About the Author:

Even before he could read, H.S. Stone wanted to write a book. Fascinated by the stories that seemed to leap from his kindergarten teacher's books, he went home and wrote his own book, with illustrations and bound by staples. Of course, since he didn't know how to read or write yet, the book was full of gibberish.

Undaunted, H.S. eventually mastered the ABC's and continued to write throughout his grade school years, adolescence, and into adulthood. Despite earning a degree and working in a field not related to writing, he continued to pursue his writing passion. H.S. Stone's publications include novels aimed at Young Adult and Middle Grade readers as well as several short stories. He currently lives with his family in the San Francisco Bay Area.