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Kevin Humdrum
A zine of surreal storytelling and worldly observations published by humdrum industries.
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Lenny opened the window to let in a little fresh air before bed. For weeks, the summer heat had seemed to stick to the walls, but that night, it relented. The moonlight reflected off the stream below, and in the clear sky above, an...
—Zack Rhodes
Read Tyler's story, How to Paint a Prairie Ghost Train, now!Given it’s a ghost train, I’m dying to know if the paint will still be there when the train returns the next week…That’s a great question! I hope so, but even as the writer of...
“Theron says we should paint the ghost train.”The words spin out of Gabe’s crowded lungs like smoky spider-silk—faint, impossible threads hanging in the air. All but imperceptible until you walk into them. I mash the pause button on my...
Read the storyThere are plenty of short stories that center on miracles, but few stories feel like actual miracles themselves. And that’s true of Chelsea Sutton’s “(Skin),” published in Diabolical Plots in October 2025. In “(Skin),”...
Read Morris' story, Escape Algorithm, now!The first thing people tend to think of these days when they see the word “algorithm” is typically tech related—that’s not the case with this story. Was that dissonance intentional?I recognized...
Once upon a time, in a cold dark cottage, in a cold dark glade, in a cold dark forest, a sage sat by a cold dark hearth, planning her escape. It wasn’t the first time.As a matter of record—and she meticulously recorded all such...
Read AJ's story, Silent Disco, now!Are you a pub or a club kind of person?100% club! Or a small live punk concert. The older I am, the more I get the appeal of a pub with a cozy fireplace, though.What’s your experience/opinion of EDM?If...
Catch up!Matthew BurbridgeThe story so far:Last issueStart from the beginning
“Oi, Paul. You coming to the demo?”I press the phone against my face. It’s Sabeena. My best friend a.k.a. boundary pusher. I slink over to my bedroom window and hush my voice. “What demo,” I whisper. “I’ve got college all day...
Read Rachel's story, My Personal Thief, on Foofaraw now!Have you ever been robbed?Yes, I have. This story was actually based on last summer when my phone was stolen from me, my glasses broke, my laptop was spilled on (and broke) and then...
Waste neither Time nor Money, but make the best Use of both.” —that guy on the bills you roll up for coke, you know, Jack Black from the OG Drunk History videos on Funny or DieI’m in. Yes, seriously! You’ve been banging on about the One...
It wasn’t long before I realized I had my own personal thief. He’d come in every night around three and I’d pretend to be asleep. I didn’t dare move a muscle. Not out of fear, but because I pitied him. He was terribly obvious; he left...
Read H.'s story, Basement Girls and Attic Gods, on Foofaraw now!There’s a wonderful contrast between beautiful prose and a quite dark and ugly situation… was that deliberate or just natural from your writing style and interests?I find...
Val eased her banged-up, sputtering Hyundai Accent through the wrought iron gates of Lion’s Head Estate and up the winding hill. She could already feel the velvety, perfumed whisper of borrowed luxury on her skin. The thought made her...