Down on the Farm

By Shaun Meeks

Naddie works down on the farm, but there isn't livestock here or fields of vegetables growing. This is a farm for the dead. Naddie and a team of doctors study death and decay in order to help police investigations and in the understanding of how we change in death. But something is wrong at the farm. A new body has been brought in and defies all previous notions of what happens once a person dies. What happens is enough to make Naddie not only question her beliefs, but her sanity as well.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Shaun Meeks
• Release date: Jun 19, 2015

Shaun Meeks

Shaun Meeks lives in Toronto, Ontario with his partner, model and Burlesque performer, Mina LaFleur. Together they own and operate their company L'Atelier de LaFleur. Shaun has been writing for many years now and is a member of the Horror Writers Association. He is the author of Shutdown, The Gate at Lake Drive and the novelette, Down on the Farm. He has published over 50 short stories in various magazines and anthologies. He is the author of the collections At the Gates of Madness and Brother's Ilk (with James Meeks). He will also be featured in the upcoming anthologies and magazines including Midian Unmade: Tales of Clive Barker's Nightbreed, Demon Rum and other Evil Spirits, All That Remains and several more. Shaun will be releasing his latest novel, Maymon in 2015, along with a new collection of short fiction called Dark Reaches. For more information or to contact him, go to www.shaunmeeks.com.

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Reviews for Shaun Meeks

The Soldier by Shaun Meeks, a strong example of graphic horror where a mortally wounded German soldier has to face terrors more appalling than war…

Mario Guslandi for the British Fantasy Society

The Soldier by Shaun Meeks conjures an Ambrose Bierce twist-a-thon about a defeated soldier on his way after suffering a brilliantly described wound. Visceral, unforgiving and taking no prisoners, this is one of the goriest tales by far.

Nathan Robinson author of Starers

The Soldier by Shaun Meeks, a grisly tale, almost reminiscent of pre-code horror comics, about a wounded German soldier who learns first-hand about the living hell of war…

Kurt Reichenbaugh author of Sirens

Taut …offers a nasty piece of work…Chilling and memorable.

Chuck Briggs

Taut …STILL has me squirming. The hooks, the thought of the hooks, I can’t even…

Christine Morgan

author of Curse of the Shadow Beasts

Dreams of a Dead Man is deceptively simple and could easily be taken purely at face value. It is, however, captivatingly insightful… the story addresses bullying and chauvinism but also the self-deprecating paranoia born of the ‘what if they were right?’ mentality. Within the context of an alternate take on the undead, the dream of the oppressed to rise up and claim their rightful equality by any means necessary is cleverly presented in this stand-out story.

Joshua Skye author of The Convergent

House in the Valley’s template is The last man on earth but with a revival approach and some ugly humans turned cgi-hollywood-monsters. It makes good use of its flashback structure and creates some tension…

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Novels

Shutdown

The Gate at Lake Drive

Maymon (2015)

Collections

At the Gates of Madness

Brother’s Ilk (with James Meeks)

Dark Reaches (2015)

DOWN ON THE

FARM

A Short Story

Shaun Meeks

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead or events is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2014 by Shaun Meeks

Front cover Copyright © 2014 by Shaun Meeks

First Smashwords edition 2015

This one is for all the family, friends and fans that have supported me through the years.

A special thanks also goes to Frank Errington who managed to catch what others missed.

Her father had been a farmer. She remembered how his coarse hands felt on her cheeks when he would wipe away her tears and would tell her to buck up, Kiddo whenever she was hurt. That’s what he’d always called her. Kiddo. Never by her first name, Nadine, or what her friends or mom called her, which had been Naddie. To her dad, it was always Kiddo.

She missed him a lot, especially when she grabbed hold of her tools and went to her own farm. Not that the Farm where she