Here's an excerpt from my short story, "Transmission Ended," which came out in this week's Free Press:
I helped myself to the pack beside him as he stared at the night sky. “Cigarette smoking is bad for the health,” I said, quoting the Surgeon General’s warning.
“That’s all right,” Jason said. “I plan to quit when I’m twenty seven. That gives me five years.”
For all my playful warnings, I was genuinely surprised. Jason had never expressed any fears about his mortality. “You’re going to start worrying about your health then?” I asked.
Jason snorted. “I’m not afraid of death,” he said.
“Why the cut-off age?” I asked.
“Smoking causes wrinkles,” Jason said. “I don’t want to get wrinkles.”
I laughed. “You are the vainest boy I have ever met.”
"Musical Atrocities," the other story in the mag was very, very interesting. I want to read more of the author's stuff.