WHC Gross Out Contest
So every year at the World Horror Convention, the assembled writers gather together to spew their most vile creations.
It’s called the Gross Out Contest.
You get five minutes of reading time. If after three minutes you’re not disgusting or entertaining enough, you get the thumbs down from the audience and get dragged off stage by the bouncers.
Not as bad as getting picked last for kickball, but still…
Prizes are awarded for the top four entries. Meat shower curtains. Gummy haggis. Top quality stuff. I earned the coveted gummy haggis for my third place finish.
My entry was about a zombie gigolo having sex with three different female zombies in various stages of decay. While it’s based on some of the concepts in my novel BREATHERS, the entry is a little more hardcore and the necrophilia isn’t quite as tasteful.
You can view my reading at the following site, but it does contain explicit language and zombie sex, so don’t blame me if you find it offensive. Or if you find it funny:
http://www.atomictomato.com/sgbrowne/
Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to finish before my five minutes were up. But just in case you’re curious, the last line is:
“If you’ve never had maggots crawling around inside your rectal cavity and feasting on your subcutaneous fat, then you probably wouldn’t understand.”
