The latest installment of our free audio podcast features short fiction from Lane Ashfeldt. You can either right-click here to download a copy of the author reading her piece, “The Bells at Christchurch”, or you can subscribe using and get automatic updates with your RSS reader or through iTunes.
Sunday saw a group of talent from What We Were Thinking Just Before The End assembled to read at the Respect Festival in Brent. For almost 2 hours the “Shhh! Tent” was the host to fiction, poetry, and just a little bit of banter. Photos and such follow below…
Green Press all-stars Lane Ashfeldt, Bilal Ghafoor and Lynsey Rose joined Nicholas Hogg for an evening of readings, repartee and good times at the Pulp Net Story Cafe with readings from Punk Fiction, Show Me The Sky and What We Were Thinking Just Before The End. Photos after the break. Continue reading
Lane Ashfeldt’s story ‘Califormia Ãber Alles’ is up at US literary site Identity Theory. The piece is an extract from a longer work – part fiction, part travel writing, part memoir – based on events at a squatted Schokoladenfabrik in the 1980s. The old chocolate factory in which it is set now has a new lease of life as Cologne’s popular Museum of Chocolate. The full story is published in Punk Fiction (Portico, 2009).
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by Lane Ashfeldt
“After this, you will leave the chocolate factory for a job on the KÃ¶lner-DÃ¼sseldorfer Linie bringing American tourists to see castles along the banks of the Rhine.
From the porthole of the cramped cabin you share with another teenage girl, Ãte, you will witness the concrete globes and funnels of the nuclear power stations that are also parked along the rivers edge. Against your wishes you will stare at them, held by their mesmeric simplicity. More majestic, more awe-inspiring than the castles, as if theyve always been here and always will be. Machine smooth, untouchable by ‘Atomkraft nein danke’ protests, untouchable by humans, untouchable by time. You will feel a chill as their shadows hang over the boat.
When, after a week of traveling up and downriver, you are berthed in KÃ¶ln for the night, you will rush off to the chocolate factory, where you will find the blond boy fighting with another punk… ”
Continued at Identity Theory