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K. Marvin Bruce is a self-taught writer who has held many jobs, none of them associated with his writing.

He was educated (in other fields) in western Pennsylvania, eastern Massachusetts, and southern Scotland.  He writes short stories, novels, and occasional poetry.

What he writes crosses genres but most resembles existential horror.  That's what you get for growing up in a small town in an era best defined as hopeless.

He may be contacted at kmarvinbruce[at]gmail[dot]com.


Fiction Publication History
    • 2022  “Christmas Wish,” Calliope, 174, winter 2021/22.
    • 2021a  "The Hput," Corvus Review 16, July 1.
    • 2021b  “Squirrel Play,” The Horror Zine, March.
    • 2021c  “Between the Sheets,” Yellow Mama, February 14.
    • 2021d  “Easy Chair,” Coffin Bell, January 1.
    • 2020a  “January Thaw,” AcademFic 1, December.
    • 2020b  “Planet Heaven,” Sein und Werden, September 27.  (Autumn 2020, Kill Your Idols).
    • 2020c  “The Pain of a Caterpillar,” Ghostlight, September (Autumn 2020).
    • 2020d  “Friday before Senior Year,” The Corner Bar, Volume 5, number 6, Midsummerblot, June 21.
    • 2019np  “Creative Writing Club,” Honorable mention. Typehouse Literary Magazine, 2d Biennial Short Fiction Contest.
    • 2019  “Meh Teh,” The Colored Lens 33, Autumn 2019 (Kindle).
    • 2018  “In the Night,” Exterminating Angel Press: The Magazine, September 1. 
    • 2017  “Glass-Walled Cabin,” The WiFiles, February 19.
    • 2016d  “Last Train from New York,” Corvus Review 6, October 1.
    • 2016c  “As Nature Directs,” The Fable Online, July 1.
    • 2016b  “Prom Night,” Exterminating Angel Press: The Magazine,  July 1, I Want the World.
    • 2016a  “O Driver, My Driver,” Exterminating Angel Press: The Magazine,  January 1, Story Animal.
    • 2015b  “Pearls before Swine,” Dali’s LoveChild, June 1.
    • 2015a  “Angel Hunter,” Deep Water Literary Journal, February 2. Nominated: Best of the Net Award.
    • 2014d  “Famous Neighbors,” Defenestration, December 20.
    • 2014c  “The First Time,” Dali’s LoveChild 4, December 11.  Nominated: Write Well Award (Silver Pen Writers Association).
    • 2014b  “Infatuation, Technically,” Danse Macabre du Jour, October.
    • 2014a  “Initiating an Apocalypse,” Calliope 144, Summer, 27-31. Nominated: Pushcart Prize. Won 3rd place prize, Calliope 20th Annual Fiction Contest.
    • 2013c  “Night Jogger,” Danse Macabre 75, November.
    • 2013b  “Circumstance of Victims,” Danse Macabre 72, Oubliette August.
    • 2013a  “Good for the Gander,” Jersey Devil Press 38, January. 
    • 2011c  “Fashion Wear for Gentlemen,” Danse Macabre L, (October).
    • 2011b  “Literary Ops,” Jersey Devil Press 21, June. 
    • 2011a  “Vardøger,” Danse Macabre XLVI, Morgenblätter (May).
    • 2010  “Hide and Seek,” Danse Macabre XXXIII, Erzählungen (March). Reprinted in Monsters of the Rue Macabre (DM II), edited by Adam Henry Carrie, Hammer and Anvil Books, 2013.
    • 2009  “O Tannenbaum,” Danse Macabre XXX, Weihnachtsmarkt (December).  Won: Danse Macabre 2009 prix d’écriture de Noël in Fiction. Reprinted in DM—Weinachtsmarkt, edited by Adam Henry Carrie, Hammer and Anvil Books, 2013.

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