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**PRINT: A GAME I ONCE ENJOYED, by Chicago's Patrick Somerville, is THE2NDHANDís 32nd broadsheet. Somerville's work previously appeared in No.24 in 2007, and this Somervilleís second broadsheet since the release of his short-story collection, Trouble, in 2006 marks the first since his novel, The Cradle, launched into the cultural imagination with coverage in the form of reviews in places as high as the New York Times Book Review. Donít let that turn you off, though; Somervilleís work is viscerally humorous and elegantly dramatic as the best out there, as evidenced in this epic story, about a chess game whose stakes might well be higher than its players know. Also in this issue: a short from Ohio scribe Daniel Gallik.

**WEB: FORECAST: Chapt. 8 of a serialized novel Shya Scanlon
SMOOTH Spencer Dew
LAST DAY IN BIRMINGHAM: A TWITTER ITINERARY Todd Dills
ITINERARY: ON THE ROAD WITH A PUNK BAND IN SPAIN Joanna Powers
LUNCH HOUR SHOPPING Nikolina Kulidzan
WAY AS THE WIND Joel Van Noord
NINE ITEMS FROM YOUR DISAPPEARANCE David Wirthlin
WING & FLY: DREAMS OF A THRILLER | Todd Dills
I SING FOR SONNY'S FISH Heather Palmer
HIDEOUS BOUNTY: BLOOD BROTHERS | Andrew Davis

FORECAST: A NOVEL
Chapter 8
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Shya Scanlon

Past THE2NDHAND contributor Shya Scanlon is publishing his Forecast novel in 42 installments, serialized in 42 different web journals. The project started July 16 over at Juked and stopped by THE2NDHAND beginning August 10. For a full list of participating journals, check out Scanlon's site.

PREVIOUS CHAPTER @ Necessary Fiction

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Naturally, when Helen left her NeighborhoodTM in the middle of the night driving a neighbor's car, I was notified. This was aberrant behavior for Helen. It was not entirely unfamiliar, of course, but it was a little unsettling nonetheless. It was something Zara would have done.

Bohemian Pupil Press, Chicago publishers of the South Side Trilogy

When we began to monitor Helen's behavior -- when Helen was Zara and Zara had just discovered that she was unable to generate emotional energy -- we'd quickly grown accustomed to this sort of thing. Being on the move, holding our tongues, stepping in only when it needed to be done. And after a few premature interventions, some hand-slapping from higher up, and some plain old wait-and-seeing, we realized how seldom such stepping-in was actually required. Zara'd been pretty good at taking care of herself.

Helen was another matter. We knew better than to dive right in, but we were in position. She was out of practice, after all. She'd been living a quiet life, married to that idiot Jack, doing as little as possible. It was entirely likely that she'd lost her touch, that she'd get in over her head the minute she stepped outside the domestic dream she'd been dreaming, the minute she woke up. We had to be ready.

And I was.

As team leader, it was my responsibility to oversee any significant changes in Helen's behavior. I was woken up when Helen began her flight, still on duty when she put on the mask, and it was I who let the Professor know what she could do with it. I knew this was big. I didn't know the whole story, but I had a feeling it was going to change things. We'd already seen how the things made her hallucinate, but I hadn't noted the energy generation potential. When Helen put on that AS-Mask her car lit up like a Christmas tree. She doubled her speed and didn't even flinch. It was beautiful. The Professor was impressed too, I could tell, but he tried to mask it with concern.

"Get me one of those AS-Masks," he said grimly.

I had one sent to his lab.

Read on in Chapter 9 over at Dogzplot.



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