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    A Web of Black Widows
    A Web of Black Widows
    A Web of Black Widows
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    A Web of Black Widows

    By Scott William Carter

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    In these six provocative tales, Scott William Carter takes the reader on a journey to places where love and loss intersect: a grieving tattoo artist makes a cross-country trip with a pregnant woman on the run from her disturbed husband . . . a mysterious artist finds a woman washed up on the beach and feels compelled to paint her . . . a young man who made a disastrous choice in wife is forced to crash weddings with his ghostly bride so she can remain on Earth . . .

    Reading these and three other stories, you will be intrigued, moved, and troubled as Carter's clear and engaging prose takes you on a guided tour of the darker corners of the human psyche. But as he writes in his introduction, "There's hope in there, too. There has to be. Otherwise, why write at all?"

    “The title story is a stunner.” – Fright.com

    "Scott William Carter makes it look easy." -- Chizine.com

    “A WEB OF BLACK WIDOWS is as powerful a package as dynamite.” – Gnostalgia

    SCOTT WILLIAM CARTER's first novel, The Last Great Getaway of the Water Balloon Boys, was hailed by Publishers Weekly as a "touching and impressive debut" and won the prestigious Oregon Book Award. His fantasy from Simon and Schuster, Wooden Bones, chronicling the untold story of Pinocchio, is due out in the summer of 2012. His short stories have appeared in dozens of popular magazines and anthologies. He lives in Oregon with his wife, two children, and thousands of imaginary friends.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFlying Raven Press
    Release dateJul 14, 2010
    ISBN9781452395883
    A Web of Black Widows
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    Scott William Carter

    Scott William Carter is the author of Wooden Bones and The Last Great Getaway of the Water Balloon Boys, which was hailed by Publishers Weekly as a “touching and impressive debut.” His short stories have appeared in dozens of popular magazines and anthologies, including Analog, Ellery Queen, Realms of Fantasy, and Weird Tales. He lives in Oregon with his wife and two children. Visit him at ScottWilliamCarter.com.

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      A Web of Black Widows - Scott William Carter

      A WEB OF BLACK WIDOWS

      and Other Stories of Love and Loss

      Scott William Carter

      Contents

      Introduction

      A Web of Black Widows

      The Woman Coughed Up By The Sea

      Black Lace and Salt Water

      She's Not All There

      Front Row Seats

      Static in a Still House

      About the Author

      Preview of Ghost Detective

      Smashwords Edition. Electronic edition published by Flying Raven Press, July 2010. Copyright © 2010 by Scott William Carter. All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction, in whole or in part in any form. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

      Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead,

      is entirely coincidental.

      This collection was originally published in print by PS PUBLISHING in February 2010. If you wish to own a print copy, please contact this publisher at http://store.pspublishing.co.uk/. A limited autographed edition is also available.

      Introduction © 2009 by Scott William Carter. A Web of Black Widows © 2008 by Scott William Carter. The Woman Coughed Up by the Sea © 2004 by Scott William Carter. First appeared online in Chizine, July 2004. Black Lace and Salt Water © 2008 by Scott William Carter. She's Not All There © 2008 by Scott William Carter. Front Row Seats © 2004 by Scott William Carter. First appeared online in Chizine, April 2004. Static in a Still House © 2008 by Scott William Carter.

      Author's Introduction

      I'D LIKE TO SAY that I sat down one day and decided to write a collection of stories all based around a common theme. I'd like to say that because it makes it seem like I have a certain amount of control over what I choose to write about, that I'm one of those writers who could decide he wanted to write about the horrors of war or third world poverty or the disillusionment of your typical soccer mom, or something else that seems important, that makes me seem like a Real Author and not just somebody who scribbles some words once in a while. That sure would be neat, wouldn't it? I could say I decided I wanted to write about love and loss and here's six tales that came from that decision.

      The problem is, it's not true.

      No, I'm afraid the thematic similarity of these stories happened by accident. Or, if not by accident, at least subconsciously, because obviously there's some part of me that's drawn to write about these subjects.

      I wish I could say why. Usually I start with an interesting title or an image of some kind and then see where it takes me. Sometimes it goes no where and the effort is abandoned. Other times I keep rubbing the pieces of a mental flint together until a fire sparks — meaning I feel something, that there's something in the story that has resonance — and then the story takes shape. In any case, there's never a plan behind it. And honestly, I'm probably the last person who could tell you what any of them mean.

      I've only been publishing for a few years, but I've quickly discovered that I'm not one of those writers who writes the same type of story over and over again. Science fiction, fantasy, mystery, young adult, horror — my fiction spans time and space, genre and focus. Some stories are light and fun, others dark and brooding. I haven't yet figured out if this tendency is a good thing or not, but I seem to be stuck with it.

      However, these stories are similar, either by chance or by subconscious design, take your pick, all of them set in modern day America with just a touch of the fantastic. I must warn you that your journey here will most likely not be a happy one. When you write about love and loss, the journey is not usually happy. That's not to say reading them won't be worthwhile. I hope you will be intrigued, engaged, moved, and troubled by the stories that follow. When love and loss intersect, these are the things that should happen, in my opinion. Otherwise, I've wasted your time, and as a writer, wasting your time is what I fear most. It's the cardinal sin of the storyteller.

      Oh, and as dark as any of these stories get, there's hope in there, too. There has to be. Otherwise, why write at all?

      A Web of Black Widows

      IN THE BLISTERING RAIN, it was impossible to see where the sky ended and the ocean began. Marty drove north along Highway 101 to the outskirts of Edson, sudden gusts of wind pushing against the patrol car. The tops of the pine trees that lined the road swayed and bowed. The windshield wipers squeaked across the glass at full speed, and still he had trouble seeing the narrow two-lane road ahead.

      He drove with both hands on the steering wheel. Even after ten years as sheriff, big storms still made him nervous. Bad stuff always seemed to happen, especially in the spring, when people started coming out of their hidey-holes. The only good thing about Edson was that if you gave it twenty minutes, the weather would usually change.

      Father Jantz was waiting under his covered porch when Marty pulled into the gravel driveway. Jantz wore a yellow rain slicker, the hood up, the white collar just visible. Keeping his head low, the priest hobbled down the two steps, using a black cane to support himself.

      When the passenger door opened, the damp salty wind rushed inside, the chill cutting right through Marty's uniform. The priest settled gingerly into the seat and closed the door. Marty had taken plenty of ride-alongs with him over the years, but this was the first time he had a priest.

      Father, Marty said, nodding.

      The hood came down and Marty was shocked at the scarred, pock-marked face underneath. The old man had the kind of earth-worn complexion that Marty saw on sailors, not priests.

      Son, Father Jantz said.

      In person, his voice sounded even deeper and more gravely than over the phone. He smiled with crooked yellow teeth.

      Marty smiled back. Anything in particular you want to know about, Father? I know you're new in town.

      No, no. Just do your normal routine.

      Marty took the car back to the highway. He headed for Noker Beach to see if there was anyone camping out in the Day Use Area. There were a lot kids from the University of Oregon who thought they could get away with it.

      Truth is, he said, "I don't have

      much of a normal routine. No need for one in a town as little as Edson."

      Father Jantz chuckled. We all have routines, son. Some we make for ourselves, and some others make for us.

      Suppose that's true, Marty said. And then, to change the subject: So what brings you out here? Come for the weather?

      Marty expected a laugh. It was a joke you could use once on a newcomer.

      But Father Jantz just looked out at the ocean, a far-off look in his eyes.

      Came to save souls, he said.

      I thought I heard you retired.

      You understand, son, that this is my calling, not my vocation.

      They came around the bend, the surf pounding on the rocks below. A white Porsche zipped by, not slowing until it was too late. Marty checked the radar, then decided it wasn't worth pursuing.

      You going to start a new parish? Marty asked.

      Not hardly. Just looking for a lost soul.

      I'm sure we've got at least a few.

      Oh, I'm looking for a special one. Someone I can tell is lost just by looking them in the eyes. They have this look, you know, to someone who's trained.

      Marty smiled. "Did you see a lost man when you looked in my eyes? I have to tell you, I haven't gone to church in a long time. Religion just isn't my cup of tea."

      An honest man, Father Jantz said, smiling faintly. Shows you aren't lost at all. And I didn't say anything about religion. After all my years on this Earth, most of the time spent doing just about everything to stop myself from finding out who I was, I can tell you that a man can only find God for himself, and no priest will ever change that. Not exactly a popular view in the church, but that's the way I see it.

      Marty was surprised. You have interesting views.

      I didn't find my faith until after my wife died when I was forty. It gives me a perspective that some of my fellow priests don't have.

      It seemed too personal to ask Father Jantz about his wife, so Marty said nothing. They passed the Inn at Big Rock, which meant they were coming up on Noker State Park.

      Well, Marty said, I'll let you worry about the lost souls. My job is to bring in the ones that are going to stay lost. The creeps and losers that would rather cut your throat than shake your hand.

      Hope is never lost, my son. Only misplaced.

      Marty grimaced. That was the kind of attitude people had when they had never read someone their Miranda rights for the third time in two years. He wasn't going to argue, though. If it got back to his mother, as devout a Catholic as they came, she would have killed him.

      He

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