Mark Stigers
Bio
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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The Psychospheric War Engine
The Circuit Things Tim had started dreaming in blueprints. Not paper and ink, but pulsing, tangled circuit webs — strange architectures of copper and sinew, etched in neural fire and fungal logic. They came at night. When he was asleep. When the veil between himself and everything else thinned.
By Mark Stigers 6 months ago in Horror
The Pickle War
“Sporelight” It started with the dogs. They stopped barking at 3:17 PM. Every day. Like a switch flipped. The first week, folks chalked it up to heat, boredom, maybe some kind of whistle. The second week, Pastor Linney said it was “a divine silence.” By the third week, the dogs were sitting in neat little rows, staring east, tails perfectly still.
By Mark Stigers 6 months ago in Fiction
One of Those Nights
It had been one of those days. My wife and I both worked long hours and we’d been paired up on a stressful project all week. By the time we pulled into the driveway, the sun was low and everything felt heavy. She climbed out of the car without a word, and I grabbed the mail from the box before heading inside.
By Mark Stigers 6 months ago in Fiction
