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Being published by Anotherealm is a prestigious honor, as only one story is selected to be published every month. I'm quite pleased that this quirky story found a home at such a perfect match of a publication venue.
Here's what the Anotherealm editors had to say about my short story:
I don't fly any more. I flew a lot when I was younger and was terrified each time. A white-knuckle passenger, I several times shuddered my way through a flight from Kennedy to Dhahran (13 hours non-stop). That one is no longer flown, but that's why this story struck me as horrifying. It's a dark, modern nightmare to warm you these cold February nights. No. Don't thank me. Instead drop a comment on our BBS. -GM
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