She Nailed a Stake Through His Head: Tales of Biblical Terror

By Gerri Leen, Christi Krug, Tim Lieder

You do not need to be Jewish or Christian to understand She Nailed a Stake via His Head: stories of Biblical Terror. nonetheless, you could end up groping for a non secular icon for cover given the unholy areas those bizarre stories will take you. The anthology opens with Gerri Leen's eerie reversal of the story of Ruth and Naomi, in which Ruth's devotion to her partner's mother isn't really a blessing yet a titanic curse. no longer all of those tales are set within the historic heart East, although, as Daniel Kaysen's "Babylon's Burning" proves. Meandering among barren region sands and skyscrapers, among previous, current and exchange timelines, She Nailed a Stake via His Head is a gallery of horrors encouraged via the main nightmarish pictures of close to japanese cultures. There are wild-eyed, drug-crazed prophets, witches drawing the lifeless from the depths of the Underworld, sacred prostitutes with one soul in our bodies, an English Delilah trapped in a home falling down round her, epic beheadings, and a dwelling tomb within the foul and slimy physique of a whale riding the prophet deeper into madness. the gathering is bookended with a story encouraged by way of the recent testomony: a vampire's tackle the physique and blood of the Christian savior. despite faith (or lack thereof), fans of speculative fiction will swallow up those provocative tales. -- Erin O'Riordan, writer of Beltane and Midsummer evening Pagan Spirits =======================================================================----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This publication takes the Bible again from these right-wing fascists who are looking to rewrite it as a tedious booklet of loving and being concerned. those are tales as bawdy and lustful and scary because the unique stable ebook -- wild intercourse, savage violence, terrible curses...and, after all, vampires. -- Matthue Roth, writer. functionality poet. torah badass

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One other tilt of the lamp and the nails shone like eyes out of wrinkled sockets. "But even madmen understand what they're doing. " was once he conversing approximately his father or approximately Naioth? Tamar could not inform. Bathsheba's boy should have been mad himself, to ship her to this position. Saul himself have been no stranger to the dance membership. She began to snigger and could not cease. Why finish at foreskins? Why now not enact the full castration fable, her wanted destiny for Amnon writ huge? Had the Philistines been circumcised sooner than or after they might been killed?

Boaz crouches at her ft, and that i watch him via my hair as I hold my face grew to become down. "And you, Ruth? " "We are good fed, because of you. " "It is particularly little that I offer you. " "It is greater than we had. " I carry my head, permit him gaze on me. i do know i'm attractive. "I needs to cross. " He doesn't glance wanting to move. I succeed in out, permit my hand fall on his forearm, and skim every little thing from the best way his pulse races within the veins underneath my contact. He wishes me. he'll do something for me. other than inquire from me outright. other than marry me.

He seems to be up, and our eyes meet, simply as they did over the backyard gate. This time, in spite of the fact that, I’m now not too surprised to work out it occur. anything possesses him, or, might be, it's the much-whispered-about “Spirit of the Lord” coming mightily upon him. His physique shifts as though a person is settling into him as you are going to a settee. He seems round our tiny kitchen. His gaze sweeps the lace curtains masking the rain-streaked home windows, the dirt motes and crumbs within the nook lower than the range and the teapot at the counter subsequent to the unwashed dishes.

I'm out of breath, having run all of the approach up the hill from our condominium. The rain trickles down my again the place it dribbles off my plastic kerchief. The officer whose table i'm panting in entrance of takes one examine me and selections up the telephone. “She’s right here. ” He nods a couple of times in keeping with the voice at the different finish, his posture straightening till I swear he’ll salute rather than changing the receiver within the cradle. “You can sit down there, ma’am. ” The officer’s accessory is natural Belfast, difficult and nasal. As i glance at his auburn crewcut, i feel that if my husband had an accessory like that i might have betrayed him in the past.

Lie still," Naomi says, "or you'll without doubt die. " "As will you. " i don't care that the midwife is listening to this. i don't care approximately something. "As will he, your begetter of kings. " I lie nonetheless. For i will not lose him. no longer now. Naomi fingers my baby to me, and once his mouth fastens on my breast, i will be able to think the ache within me stop, and that i be aware of i have stopped bleeding. The midwife appears at us as though we're either mad. "My daughter-in-law isn't from right here, all this speak of kings," Naomi says. "But then you definitely recognize that.

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