The Maul

by Lyndsey Croal The gate to the cemetery at the end of my road was locked after dark, but I knew the way in. Hidden behind overgrown bramble bushes was a crumbling gap in the wall, just small enough to crawl through. I collected some brambles on the way in, ate a few and pocketed […]

by Christopher O’Halloran Chuck’s suit would protect her from the vine, but not from Booker’s furtive glances. He walked in step with her toward the danger zone and away from a command post buzzing with personnel.  Sunshine lit up the field. What she wouldn’t give to run carefree and barefoot over the lush grass. Instead, […]

Below is our Issue One in its entirety. Let us know what you think, and consider becoming a donor or subscriber (to get those sweet perks!) Click the download button for the best experience (imho)

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Beta-readers can come in all shapes and sizes. Sometimes they’re random strangers you meet on the internet. Hopefully, your beta’s aren’t merely the comments section on your latest self-published memoir. The Maul Magazine would like to offer a quick and easy way to get beta-readers. A way that doesn’t mean hiring an editor. A way […]

Reading slush is like babysitting an annoying cousin. You get to choose when you do it, and how often you do it, and even though it can be grating there are also times in which it is extremely rewarding. And you only have to put up with the occasional verbal abuse. The Maul currently seeks […]

Below is our Issue Zero in its entirety. Let us know what you think, and consider becoming a donor or subscriber (to get those sweet perks!) Click the download button for the best experience (imho)

by EJ Whitney I’m pretty sure you know who he is, don’t you?  You don’t?  Well let me tell you the facts about this horrifying thing and believe me, it’s something you don’t want to mess with. Siren Head lives in the forests that surround cities (like yours) and is 40 feet tall! That’s right, […]

By Anne Brison Most people say monsters don’t exist. Guess they’ve never been to my house after midnight. I wonder what they would say about the girl-ghost who rides the ceiling fan, or the gathering of undead in the basement. You’d probably think I’m crazy if I told you the boogie man lives under my […]

We are dropping Issue Zero on this site on September 1st! Will be available as a PDF Magazine and as links to each individual piece of art. We hope you enjoy, and we hope you will please consider becoming a patron.