'Epochs drifted. Giant waves, infinitely slow and enveloping, broke and fell across the sunless beaches of the time-sea, washing him helplessly in its shallows. He drifted from one pool to another, in the limbos of eternity, a thousand images of himself reflected in the inverted mirrors of the surface. Within his lungs an immense inland … Continue reading Oceanic Volumes of Water
Author: Daniel Bennett
I'm a writer and poet. My first novel, All the Dogs, appeared in 2008, and was described by Niall Griffiths as 'a stirring debut, a compellingly written tract on the importance of finding a place on the earth.' My fiction has appeared in London Noir, Crimewave, Black Static and 3AM. I live in London, where, amongst other things, I teach Creative Writing for the Open University. https://absenceclub.com
Benji the Killbot
If you subscribe to the digital edition of Interzone 294 you'll receive my story 'Benji the Killbot' as a free extra, with artwork by Martin Hanford. 'No one really knew who ran the killbots. For about a year or so, this fleet of drones had added to the insane sense of precariousness to life in … Continue reading Benji the Killbot
Blue Jauntes
'But every so often... once or twice a weeks (or perhaps once or twice a year) came the muffled thud of a distant explosion. The concussions were startling enough to distract Foyle from the furnace of vengeance that he stoked all through the silences. He whispered questions to the invisible figures around him in Sanitation. … Continue reading Blue Jauntes
Vines
My story 'Vines' is currently free to read on Interzone Digital, beautifully illustrated by Alex Maniezo. 'These were the late days after the Work Lottery, what we thought of as a great rebalancing. To align society along a spirit of fairness, the population earned a set wage, and we found ourselves ascribed our lifelong careers … Continue reading Vines
The Coming of The Extroverts
Interzone 294 is now out and I'm hugely pleased to have my story 'The Coming of The Extroverts' included alongside lots of amazing work. Thanks also to Alex Maniezo, who also did the artwork for my story 'Vines', for another great illustration.
Greek Judy
'The sounds of his life on Davenhall Island were those footsteps in the hall at night, the trees in winter and the throttled din of the ice machine out behind the rice shop, a white and black unit that ran entirely on its own, blocks of ice spitting out onto the ground to the absolute … Continue reading Greek Judy
Eternal Present
'I pondered that a good while, as we walked side by side through the rain, under the dark branches of the Forest of the Otherhord. Within the white hood Faxe's face was tired and quiet, its light quenched. Yet he still awed me a little. When he looked at me with his clear, kind, candid … Continue reading Eternal Present
Nothing Godlike
'There is a story they tell to children who are still learning the Covenant, about the days when the gods had not yet ceased to walk the world in human form, and the first men had not yet arrived on Borthan. The gods at that time did not know they were divine, for they had … Continue reading Nothing Godlike
Stuck Into the Sky
'They walked on the thin stony dirt between miles of dead grass too short to bow to the northwest wind. Enormous masses of cloud travelled backward over their heads so that they seemed to be walking very fast, the grey plains sliding with them. 'Clouds make you dizzy,' Martin said, 'like looking up a flagpole.' … Continue reading Stuck Into the Sky
Black Clock Park
'They left the cafe and drove west on Sunset Boulevard almost to the old abandoned freeway, and then he parked the car at Black Clock Park, where the strolled the time-capsule cemetery looking at the headstones where the time capsules were buried. It started to rain; it seemed to rain all the time, a growing … Continue reading Black Clock Park
Absence Club 