The Venomous Void Chapter 7

Into the Void Chapter of Work in Progress by Iris Carden Frederick had blinked overalls, hardhats with lights, and boots heavy boots for himself, Wendy, and the animals. Toad could not get her flippers into boots. “This is what the specialist rescue team would wear if they were going into an unknown place where the…… Continue reading The Venomous Void Chapter 7


Contract Short story by Iris Carden “Can you put a price on a human life?” he asked. “Of course, I can,” she said. “It’s a hundred thousand if it’s going to be an easy job. It goes up in fifty thousand dollar increments for degrees of difficulty.” Her voice was low, quiet, but he could…… Continue reading Contract

Simple Pleasures

Simple Pleasures Poem by Iris Carden Life has simple pleasures that never should get old, sneaking ice cream before dinner, and a favourite story told. The swing you rode as a child when you almost reached the sky, is still fun if you ride it, with greying hair and bleary eye. A colouring book or…… Continue reading Simple Pleasures


Howl Short story by Iris Carden When other women complained about their monthly cycles, Karen would nod sympathetically. She had a horror cycle of her own. Theirs contained blood, as did hers, in a way. She was a captive of the moon. Its cycle was her cycle. For those five nights centred on the full…… Continue reading Howl


Imposter Blog post by Iris Carden This week I ordered some business cards, because people sometimes ask where they can find my stories, and in that situation it’s easiest to just hand over a piece of card. As I described myself on the cards as “author”, I started to wonder; do I really have any…… Continue reading Imposter