Cosmic Thread

The forgotten furnace located in the space above your eyes will crack open and release the creatures you've tried for so long to bury in the murk of times gone by. Why not welcome them? They are waiting patiently, all tangled in the Cosmic Thread. The hidden strings that bind reality to fantasy, the past to the future. Come in out of the rain, it's warm inside. There's a chair in there just itching to be sat in. And even if the fleeting chill lingers, you can always push yourself a little closer to the fire. All while an astral yarn is spun through a mystic loom. It's at your fingertips, all you have to do is open your eyes.

Or perhaps you'd prefer a joke? Those always hit the spot, eh? How about...

A robot, a witch, a mad scientist, and a nun all walk into a book. They all know each other in some form or another but can't quite place the face. What do you think the punchline should be?

Well, regardless they're all prepared to be found, along with so many more. Please join us, we're still waiting...

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

As a kid, I used to write short stories. I had a series of them that I enjoyed called Emergency Exit. They were episodic and mostly just rip-offs of The Twilight Zone. I thought they were so cool at the time and fortunately for me the floppy disc they were recorded on was lost forever. I say 'fortunately' because if I had found them and read them today I'd probably be embarrassed. This book, Cosmic Thread, is basically my attempt to make that adolescent me proud and to write something that I hope he might have enjoyed. Since I'll never actually know, at least not in this plane of existence, I guess you will have to let me know for him.