Bring Your Friends

Less Than Pulp, Issue 63

On Friday night, during a writing session with Shane McKenzie, I wrote the last sentence of Barn Door to Hell. I didn’t type “The End” because I wasn’t sure it was the end. Part of me didn’t want it to be. I told myself it needed an epilogue. I told myself I should reread the whole thing and make sure the story is actually finished. But I knew it was ov…