"Mother-Machine reminds me of A Rose for Emily or a story by Shirley Jackson. A good old fashion ghost story without being grossly graphic. Michel Weatherall does a masterful job of breathing life into a venerable horror style that you do not often see much nowadays. My only caveat is that you must enjoy fine story telling and allow your imagination to wander. This is a thinking man's story and does not hand you everything. A fine tradition of shadows and whispers." Papaphilly, Goodreads review
A native of Ottawa, Michel Weatherall grew up as an army-brat living in Europe and Germany and has since travelled extensively.
Having over 35 years experience in the print/publishing industry, Broken Keys Publishing & Press has now transitioned into full publication and print media.
Currently titles include,
Poisonous Whispers, by Jana Begovic Little Dragon, by Jana Begovic Missing the Exit, by Michael Adubato Sadness of the Siren, by Samantha Underhill
The Symbiot 30th Anniversary, The Nadia Edition, by Michel Weatherall Necropolis, by Michel Weatherall The Refuse Chronicles, by Michel Weatherall Ngaro's Sojourney, by Michel Weatherall A Dark Corner of My Soul, by Michel Weatherall
Honours and Awards include
Standing Nominee for the CommunityVotes Ottawa 2022 for Best Printer
Winner of the 2020-21 Faces of Ottawa Awards Best Author (Michel Weatherall)
Ottawa's Top 15 Influential Authors (Michel Weatherall)
Winner of the 2020-2022 Faces of Ottawa Awards Best Publisher (Broken Keys Publishing)
CPACT-NCR Best Publisher Award 2021
Faces of Ottawa 2022 Book of the Year Award (Love & Catastrophe Poetre)
Faces of Ottawa 2021 Book of the Year Award (Thin Places: The Ottawan Anthology)
The author has a very good writing style that had me engaged. But that's probably why I was expecting more. I felt like this was unfinished, not because of how it ended, but because I didn't get an explanation for the MC's motives
I did like the author's view of body vs. soul. Overall, the story had good promise. I just needed a little more meat to the ending.
This story put me through a whole set of emotions: at first I was irritated and confused by what was going on. At the end I was depressed and thought this was a very sad story. However now, some days later, I recognize a glimmer of hope coming with an acceptable closure. Mother-Machine is a complex story which took some time to feel comfortable around, but now, just like the 'ghoul', I've made my peace with it.
(I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review)
Short story you want, short story it is! I had to see her again and realize that what I saw wasn't her, but only a discarded machine, only a hollow shell where she used to inhabit. I was obsessed.
I read this book here thanks an invitation by the author. A short and creepy story, showing that in everyone can be a dark and hidden side. We deny or ignore it, but often it bring us to make inconceivable or unthinkable things.
In the age-old debate of whether humanity is meat or soul, machine or spirit, the narrator of this short piece weighs in. His view (I assume gender) is: the human individual is a soul, encapsulated in a machine. When his beloved mother dies, he determines to prove this to himself, to his satisfaction.
MOTHER-MACHINE is a poetically imaged short story of a man with an unusual mission, and the determination to carry that mission to its inevitable conclusion.
Bit of a weird short story. I was surprised that the main character went straight to work after his little midnight adventure. I'd have thought he'd have needed a shower!
A good old fashion Gothic horror story. Mother-Machine reminds me of A Rose for Emily or a story by Shirley Jackson. A good old fashion ghost story without being grossly graphic. Michel Weatherall does a masterful job of breathing life into a venerable horror style that you do not often see much nowadays. My only caveat is that you must enjoy fine story telling and allow your imagination to wander. This is a thinking man's story and does not hand you everything. A fine tradition of shadows and whispers.
It was Christmas. I was walking across the vast plain. The snow was like glass. It was cold. The air was lifeless. No movement, not a sound. The horizon was round. The sky black. The stars dead. The moon carried to its grave yesterday. The sun not risen. I screamed. I could not hear myself. I screamed again. I saw a body lying on the snow. It was the Christ child. Its limbs white and rigid. Its halo a yellow frozen disc. I took the child in my hands. I moved its arms up and down. I opened its lids. It had no eyes. I was hungry. I ate the halo. It tasted like old bread. I bit his head off. Old marzipan. I continued on my way. (Friedrich Dürrenmatt)
Mother - Machine tells the story of a hungry man. Do you prefer eating or sleeping by night? They (the ghouls) prefer to eat!
Inside your stomach a nightmarish supper. So, eat light next time.
Or, your mother, the first machine from which you eat.
I got a little notification about this story being free, and having read the blurb of one of the author's books I thought I'd take this opportunity to see if this might be something for me. Despite its very short length, this short story was super creepy and right up my alley. I will definitely be reading more from this author in 2016!
My thanks to the author for providing this short story to me for free. It is set in an area I know well. That might be what I liked best about this story. It was written so I felt I was there. "There" is Not where I'd want to be, so I'd say the author did the job he set out to do...to the reader.
This short story was provided for free by the author on Goodreads.
The first three pages of this story had me wondering what this rambling main character was talking about. It wasn't until the fourth page that they made it clear.
Overall, it's an interesting short story. It only takes a few minutes to read, so why not?