Schlock has always relied on the hard work of willing collaborators to stay afloat. Running with no financial aid and operating from a small island in the middle of the Mediterranean – that’s Malta, for those of you who don’t know yet – we’re proud to say that we’ve come very far despite these obstacles.
I’ve had my heart hurt this month. Hurt, I tell you! I’ve been accused of not introducing people to the good stuff stuff in a timely enough manner. Me, the POP CULTURE DESTROYER! Thus this month’s columns is at pains to push what I believe is the coolest shit around. Also to badmouth the baddest
by Greg Bossert Illustration by Nel Pace “He’s in,” Tess said, with a nod towards the end of the bar. “Ya think?” Nate drawled. We all leaned forward to look. The guy in question was hunched over his phone, scruffy beard and dreads black in the cold light, a glass of water unnoticed on the
by Nathan Ballingrud Illustration by Sam Sultana In the morning before going to work, Nick found his mother and gave her a kiss. He used the flashlight to locate her, careful as always to keep the beam from touching her. This time she was in the kitchen, her wheelchair backed into a small alcove between
Journal Entry 1: The Man Across the Way this little stick of nicotine popped in his mouth. sagging between his lips. the newspaper is folded under his arm. at least he’s holding a newspaper. keeping up some appearances – at least. by the look of his clothes and his hair he doesn’t really seem to
It is with great pride and cheer that we welcome readers to the very first issue of Schlock Magazine released under our brand new redesign. But far from being just a cosmetic change, we also hope that the improvement is reflected in the content. Thanks to new features like Schlock Talks, the magazine has broadened
Jack sits in a dusty room in a corner of the museum, close to the basement and far from its visitors. The room is the museum’s stack, the last place an artefact is stored until it is catalogued and put away forever. He sits in the cavernous room, among cracked brown skulls and moth eaten
Rage and bad life choices appear to have fuelled Nathan Ballingrud’s critically acclaimed short story collection North American Lake Monsters, but he assures us that he’s not all about horror and despair as he looks forward to experimenting with various genres now that he has emerged as writer to watch out for with the field
1. Statements “If you mean: Do I believe in an old man with a gray beard up in the sky? then, no— but I believe there’s something— a force—that underlies everything. Maybe God is the Universe or the force behind the Universe. It’s kind of hard to express.” • “I’m not a religious person— I’m
*** Iella (http://cargocollective.com/iella) is creature with an uncontrollable tendency to draw on things. Based in London, it dabbles in illustration, sequential art, doodling people on the tube and some traditional fine art.