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A man in a white hoodie kneeling on the sidewalk at the corner of a yellow building with a blue street art message 'Man on the street'. There is a red fire hydrant and a parking meter nearby. The scene includes a pawn shop with a sign saying 'PAWN' and a parking restriction sign. A no parking sign and a stop sign are also visible.

cc&d magazine (1993-2021)

The Way She Was”

cc&d magazine

v317, January 2022

Children, Churches & Daddies magazine

Internet ISSN 1555-1555, print ISSN 1068-5154

cc&d magazine (1993-2021)

Man on the Street
cc&d magazine
v316, December 2021
Children, Churches & Daddies magazine
Internet ISSN 1555-1555, print ISSN 1068-5154

Abstract colorful liquid pattern with black background, blue and pink bubbles, and swirling ribbons of vibrant color

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Sep.-Dec. 2021
cc&dmagazine
6" x 9" ISBN#
paperback b
ook

"Bel + Daniel

Miranda Yearwood

Bel 14:6, The New American Bible, Revised Edition

Then the king continued, “You do not think Bel is a living god? Do you not see how much he eats and drinks every day?”

Bel didn’t talk to me, he spoke through me.

Let me show you a trick.

Bel stood in front of me in his now ash-white cloak cold, hood covering his blue crystal curls. He had a Gandalf grandfather grizzle to him. Cerulean pools for eyes, sharp beak of a nose.

Missing a few teeth. Constantly chewed on the end of a stogie. But it was the beard that got me, a greasy lapis lazuli beard grown long. Made from actual clusters of this lustrous blue stone.

It was magnificent. The blues were more than basic. Layers of hued blues creating oceans and streams where your eyes swim. Flecks of black granite and veins of crystal quartz weave through. Magnanimous facial hair if ever there was such.

He pulled out what made me squirm at first, thinking it was an alien shrink-ray. Oh, it was just a portable light. I had a black light in my bedroom left over from the teenage foster boy before me. It glowed like that...

LOVECRAFTIANA returns once more, bearing the banner of weird fiction and cosmic horror. This year, the centenary of the first issue of Weird Tales, we’re celebrating one hundred years of weird fiction.

With art by
Jim Pitts
Dean Wirth
and John Chadwick

One remarkable article by
John DeLaughter

One horrifying poem by
Scott J Couturier

Fifteen thrilling short stories by

Tyree Campbell
Mohammed Rizwan
Miranda Yearwood
MS Swift
Guy Riessen
Jeffrey Boggio
Lee Clark Zumpe
Maxwell Gold
Seth Warkentien
Carlton Herzog
Holly Cornetto
Scott J Couturier
DJ Tyrer
Dean Wirth
Simon Bleaken

And three gripping novelettes by

Thomas Kodnar
JD Keown
M Stern

A weathered wooden building surrounded by snow, with a cloudy blue sky above, and the text "The World Outside" on the snow in front

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Jan.-April 2022
cc&d magazine
6" x 9" ISBN#
perfect-bound
paperback book:

”Red Juice Stains On a Rayon Blouse”

Miranda Yearwood

    She sat watching the soap operas at lunch time wondering how the women could afford such fine jewelry, designer clothes, the time to fix their hair so bouffant. Obviously they didn’t work a job that required collared shirts with sewn name badges or plastic gloves, but whatever job they had they definitely made some serious moola. They all had the most flamboyant lives, good looking sons, and well-polished silver. She wanted all of that plus more. In fact, the women could keep the high drama if they just gave her the rest of their daily lives.


    At night when she watched the nightly news her heart went into palpitations. She worried that the person a hundred miles away stalking the streets would break down her screen door and jerk her out of her bed. A hundred miles he would come, just for her. By morning she was watching the news again, this time to find out what the weather would be like, just before getting dressed for her day.


    The people she worked with would discuss the latest CNN headlines over lunch, and their boss would erupt from his closed office to make big announcements as they came over the air of the 24 hour news network. Sometimes the group of workers would get angry, laugh or break out stories of their past based on the latest news. Whatever was happening in the world meant something, even if just a little something…

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Lovecraftiana: The Magazine of Eldritch Horror (London, UK)

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