About Me

Rebecca L. Brown (25) is a British writer currently based in Cardiff, South Wales where she lives with her partner and assorted menagerie. She has recently returned to writing medium-length, short and flash fiction pieces (including micro-fiction), after a short break which felt considerably longer than it was. Rebecca specialises in horror, SF, humour, surreal and experimental fiction, although her writing often wanders off into other genres and gets horribly lost. More updates and examples of Rebecca’s work can be found on her Twitter page @rlbrownwriter

Wednesday, 28 July 2010

Rebecca's first article for Simply Woman Magazine about Windowsill Herb Gardening is now available to read.

Tuesday, 27 July 2010

New articles written by Rebecca are now available to read online; visit These Old New Traditions to read A Floral Feast or Zombie Digest to find out about real life 'zombies' such Clairvius Narcisse!
Rebecca's short poem Valleys (containing adult language) will be featuring in Hobo Pancakes in the upcoming issue.

More Up-Coming Appearances!

We are excited to announce a number of upcoming appearances of Rebecca's work in various publications:

Rebecca's mixed media (photography/poetry) piece Crimson Moment will be appearing in issue 14 of House of Horror.

The short fiction piece Corpus Erotica will be appearing in Sex and Murder Magazine.

The poem Overlording, which has featured on this blog, will be appearing in Vox Poetica.

A review written by Rebecca on the classic short story The Vampyre by Polidori should be available to read at Anything Horror later today.

Monday, 26 July 2010

The short story Bonsai from Rebecca's blog is now also available to read at MicroHorror.

Sunday, 25 July 2010

Rebecca's poetry will be being discussed on Saint FM's Reflections show (presented by the delightful Anthony Mayer) broadcast between 10pm and 11pm. Rebecca will feature provisionally on the 2nd August; fans are welcome to e-mail in to the show on the night
A short fact-based article by Rebecca will be appearing at the Zombie Digest site; we hope it will be the first of many!

Saturday, 24 July 2010

We are delighted to be able to announce that Rebecca's poem Sacrifice will be appearing in Cherrypicked Hands.
Rebecca's short story To Dust is now available to read at Thrillers, Killers 'n' Chillers.

Friday, 23 July 2010

Rebecca's non-fiction article on Lavender in The Kitchen will be appearing in These New Old Traditions later today; we hope this will be the first of many contributions to the site!
Rebecca's short story FAO Dragon is now available to read at Postcard Shorts.

Thursday, 22 July 2010

The Most Beautiful

You are the most beautiful one of all. That is what they tell me before they die, each and every one of them. They come towards me as if mesmerised, eyes glazing, arms outstretched. They have seen no other of my kind; I am unique in my perfection. I honour them with a quick death.

Once I have devoured them, they tell me other things, snaking around inside my head like little moments of madness. Becoming you was the deepest ecstasy, they tell me. Becoming you has made us complete. Now they are beautiful too. We have become vain together.

I hate the mirrors, though. Mirrors are liars, bitter liars with no true image of their own. They distort me with their dead, glassy eyes, slicking my body with oil and mouldering feathers, shaping my soft, red lips into a wicked, toothless smile. I like to smash them, their fragments reflecting back one hundred little pieces of cruelty as I picked the slivers out of my fingers. I like to grind the shards into dust with my heels. What do you see now? I ask them.

They are soothing me now, stroking themselves over my aching pride. There are no others who compare to you, they promise me. You are the most beautiful of all.

I believe them.

Wednesday, 21 July 2010

Rebecca's first article is now live at Zombie Command; go take a look!
Rebecca's short story The Reunion will be appearing in the Pill Hill Daily Bites of Flesh Anthology.

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

Rebecca will be producing some fiction and non-fiction based articles for Zombie Command, starting with an instructional article about trapping small animals for food which will go live this week.
Rebecca's short story Cleaning will be appearing in Litsnack.

Sunday, 18 July 2010

Rebecca's short non-fiction pieces 'Superfluous Benches' and 'Do Not Touch' are now live on Butnu.co.uk; these should be her first of many contributions to the site; we look forward to reading them!

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Also available to view at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJZmDql0CJU

Rebecca's short story Party Girl will be appearing in the upcoming Wicked East Anthology 'Cup of Joe'
Rebecca will now be writing regular pieces for Butnu, 'The online home of fun and boring', the first of which will hopefully be available to read today.
Rebecca's short story The Awesome Cake will be appearing in issue one of the Ponytail webzine. We look forward to reading their first issue which is due out around Mid-September!
A short non-fiction piece by Rebecca called Italians will be appearing in the Adventures in Estrogen blog in the next few weeks.

Saturday, 17 July 2010

Rebecca's mixed media piece Restrictions (already featured on this blog) will be appearing in the special first edition of Kerouac's Dog Magazine due to be released in September.

Friday, 16 July 2010

Rebecca's short story Burning in Rome will be appearing in the historic/fantasy fiction online anthology 'Matters Most Extraordinary'.

Wednesday, 14 July 2010

More Appearances!

Rebecca's flash humour piece FAO Gnome Man is now available to read at The Short Humour Site.

Also, one of Rebecca's microfiction pieces will be appearing in the Seven By Twenty Twitter feed.
Rebecca's microfiction piece Read Me A Story has just been accepted for use in the Camroc Press Review; we look forward to seeing it there, hopefully in early August.
A Vampire Moment

This is a vampire moment. Writhing and leech-like, it feeds on the warm lifeblood of time until it bloats beyond containment and bursts into reality. Here, inside this moment, shadows wind around each other as impossible creatures wait to be born from this cold, dark womb. They long to feed upon the deep, thick emotions of light and living, sinking warped teeth into the true reality to suckle out it’s nourishment.

You have felt the closeness of a moment like this before; the moment when you have forgotten where you are and why you were there, the time when you jolted awake desperate to breathe despite the tightening in your chest. Those are a taste of the horror as that moment squirms against your reality, your existence, a taste of the panic you would feel if that moment were to burst and drag your mind, screaming, into the vacuum of it’s abyss. Those creatures, those twisting shades, would seep into your mind and take it for their own.
Rebecca's short fiction piece Twisted will be appearing at WeirdYear, a webzine for 'weird flash fiction' on September 9th.

Tuesday, 13 July 2010

A short untitled piece written by Rebecca will be appearing in A Handful Of Stones, a site dedicated to 'polished moments of paying attention', on the 4th August.
The surreal flash piece Blowing is now available to read at Clutching at Straws.
The short story 'There Used To Be Trees', a "flash-length journey through a maze of erstwhile humanity" is now available to read at Labyrinth Inhabitant Magazine.
An interview page featuring a brief interview with Rebecca has been added to the site. If you have any other questions you would like us to ask Rebecca, we would love to hear from you!

Sunday, 11 July 2010

Timeless

In a timeless moment
There is nothing left
Except
The whisper
Of memories which were never made.

Saturday, 10 July 2010

Creatures Of Remorse

She twisted as she withered, driven back by brightness;
Blackened and burnt, aching for mercy she crawled,
Writhing and slick, membranes thickening.
In sympathetic shadow-arms
She licked her wounds with forked tongues.
Bitter-sharp, sin-shaped, she brooded,
Another woman’s guilty secret.
Baring blunted teeth to blind shadows
She hissed her dread through pursed, black lips,
Jaws cracking, glistening between the splits.
Remorse is fleeting, a momentary throb
Scars sloughed like so much dead skin
Acid to ashes, denial to dust;
With hands never shaped for holding
She embraced her despair and shed her shame.