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Apparition Lit, Issue 4: Diversion (October 2018)
Apparition Lit, Issue 4: Diversion (October 2018)
Apparition Lit, Issue 4: Diversion (October 2018)
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Apparition Lit, Issue 4: Diversion (October 2018)

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Welcome to Apparition Literary Magazine! As the fourth issue of our magazine, our theme was Diversion. We wanted stories that distracted you or took you off the beaten path.

EDITORIAL
*A Word from Our Editor by Rebecca Bennett
SHORT FICTION
*The Honey Cure by Rob Francis
*If You Require Assistance by Chloie Piveral
*Roy Reschedules with Death by Karen Heslop
*A Provenance of Hunger by Emma JeNeal Miller
POETRY
*Station Rain by Erik Burdett
*Sides of the Glass by John Grey
REPRINT
*Flying with the Dead by Sabrina Vourvoulias
INTERVIEW
*Artist Interview with Sharlyn Artieda
ESSAY
*Not What This Is Really About by Amy Henry Robinson

Apparition Lit is a quarterly speculative fiction magazine that features short stories and poetry. We publish original content with enough emotional heft to break a heart, with prose that’s as clear and delicious as broth.

New issues will be published each January, April, July, October.

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PublisherApparitionLit
Release dateOct 15, 2018
ISBN9780463370629
Apparition Lit, Issue 4: Diversion (October 2018)
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Apparition Lit is a quarterly speculative fiction magazine that features short stories and poetry. We publish original content with enough emotional heft to break a heart, with prose that’s as clear and delicious as broth. Every issue of Apparition Lit includes:*Editorial from the staff*Four short stories that meet the quarterly theme*Two poems that meet the quarterly theme*Interview with the Cover Artist*Nonfiction EssayNew issues will be published each January, April, July, October.

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    Table of Contents

    Editorial

    A Word from Our Editor by Rebecca Bennett

    Short Fiction and Poetry

    The Honey Cure by Rob Francis

    If You Require Assistance by Chloie Piveral

    Station Rain by Erik Burdett

    Roy Reschedules with Death by Karen Heslop

    A Provenance of Hunger by Emma JeNeal Miller

    Sides of the Glass by John Grey

    Reprint

    Flying with the Dead by Sabrina Vourvoulias

    Interview

    Artist Interview with Sharlyn Artieda

    Essay

    Not What This Is Really About by Amy Henry Robinson

    Thank You

    Thank You to Our Sponsors

    Past Issues

    A Word from Our Editor

    by Rebecca Bennett

    Diversions take us off course. They’re a winding path meant to pull attention and draw us further away from our goals. When people use the word ‘diversion’ to describe someone’s passion, they mean that it’s a trifle, a small distraction of little importance.

    Many of us will never be able to make writing a full-time gig. It’s a hard fact, but a true one. Writing becomes the second (or third) job that we fit into our week. A distraction from our Wall Street, Devil Wears Prada, Working Girl, aspirations.

    Diversions are a source of joy and passion. They can energize you and make that workday a little more bearable. Diversions should skim alongside your goals, becoming a smooth section of road that you can dip into when the pavement gets too bumpy. Let it shelter you and ease your path.

    The stories that we’ve collected for this issue all feature diversions that knock characters off course. At times the diversions are benign, something that draws comfort, other times the diversions are lethal, a distraction that leads to death.

    The Honey Cure by Rob Francis is a story about a sweet diversion that takes a newly married couple off the beaten path

    If You Require Assistance by Chloie Piveral, a women carrying a rebellious secret draws comfort and distraction from a computer guidance system

    Roy Reschedules with Death by Karen Heslop, as a family tries to accept the inevitable, death itself proves to be a distraction

    A Provenance of Hunger by Emma JeNeal Miller is a story about the effect a single book can have on the world for centuries

    Flying with the Dead by Sabrina Vourvoulias is a reprint covering the commitments made to family and work as an ICE agent tries to divert attention from their community

    Poems Station Rain by Erik Burdett and Sides of the Glass by John Grey, focus on the distractions of life and death

    Essay Not what this is really about by Amy Robinson is powerfully personal about how diversions can provide solace and escape when life takes a dive

    Interview with cover artist Sharlyn Artieda about how she works

    Take a final look at your social media, turn off the Netflix, find a new diversion within our fourth issue.

    Apparition Literary Magazine is funded by the editors and by your kind donations. If you’d like to support us, you can follow us on Facebook or Twitter and please consider donating and/or subscribing via our website. For 2019, we’re pleased to announce that we’ve increased our pay rate for short stories to $0.03 per word and poetry to $15 flat rate.

    Thank you for reading,

    Rebecca Bennett

    Honey Cure

    by Rob Francis

    The honeymoon was not going well.

    Simon worked the pedals, trying to push through the pain in his calves and thighs, eyes fixed on the crest of the hill, teeth gritted furiously. Mark’s laboured breaths rose behind him, laden with admonition.

    Nearly there! Simon called over his shoulder. Mark didn’t reply.

    They wobbled to the top of the rise and stopped, Mark dismounting with a groan. Simon made a show of admiring the Suffolk landscape to avoid having to look at him. Enmeshed fields of green, yellow, and brown stretched away in every direction, enclosed by hedges and perforated with stands of broad oak and lime. It was probably an impressive view, if you liked that sort of thing.

    Simon risked a glance. Mark sat on a stone wall, head in hands, curly brown hair poking from between his fingers as he massaged his scalp. Simon propped the bike against the wall and sat next to him.

    Another headache?

    Mark nodded, then grimaced. I’m sorry. I don’t think all this exercise and country air agrees with me.

    I’m sorry too, said Simon. What was I thinking, eh? The two of us, out in the sticks. We should’ve had a few days in Berlin or Budapest. He waved at the tandem. "Exploring the wilds on a bicycle made for two? It’s just not us."

    Though Simon didn’t think that was the problem, not really. Mark had been adventurous enough before the marriage. In the weeks following he acquired an uncharacteristic lassitude, and Simon had hoped the trip would break him out of it. So far it had done nothing to help.

    He put his arm around Mark and tried not to feel hurt when his husband flinched slightly at his touch. Shall we go back?

    Mark shook his head, then scrubbed his face and stood up, resolute. The next village is only a few miles. Let’s at least get there and have some lunch. We can get a taxi back to the hotel if we need to. They mounted up, and Simon sucked in a deep lavender-scented breath. Somewhere nearby, bees hummed languidly in the heavy air.

    They sped down the hill, Simon’s heart beginning to race. He closed his eyes and dared himself to enjoy it, to revel in the knowledge that if an obstacle emerged, there would be nothing they could do but hit it hard, head on. Abandon rippled along his skin.

    Simon, wait. Brake! Stop!

    The bike skidded and was still. Simon’s heart was beating all the more now, loud in his ears so that he could hardly hear Mark’s voice.

    Look, Mark was saying. There. Let’s go.

    Simon followed Mark’s waving hand and saw a low sign by the roadside, an oval of slate mounted on a wooden post, the words ‘Medicinal Honey: Cure-All’ chalked on, with an arrow pointing toward a narrow track that led across the fields.

    Must be a farm shop or something, said Simon.

    Let’s go. You know I love honey.

    Simon nodded. It was true; when they were dating, it was the first thing they had found that they really differed on.

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