Nightmares & Dreamscapes - Stories

Stories

Title Originally published in
Dolan's Cadillac Castle Rock, February—June 1985
The End of the Whole Mess October 1986 issue of Omni
Suffer the Little Children February 1972 issue of Cavalier
The Night Flier Prime Evil (1988)
Popsy Masques II (1987)
It Grows on You Fall 1973 issue of Marshroots
Chattery Teeth Fall 1992 issue of Cemetery Dance
Dedication Night Visions 5 (1988)
The Moving Finger December 1990 issue of The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction
Sneakers Night Visions 5 (1988)
You Know They Got a Hell of a Band Shock Rock (1992)
Home Delivery Book of the Dead (1989)
Rainy Season Spring 1989 issue of Midnight Graffiti
My Pretty Pony My Pretty Pony limited edition coffee table book (1989)
Sorry, Right Number Previously unpublished
The Ten O'Clock People Previously unpublished
Crouch End New Tales of the Cthulhu Mythos (1980)
The House on Maple Street Previously unpublished
The Fifth Quarter April 1972 issue of Cavalier
The Doctor's Case The New Adventures of Sherlock Holmes (1987)
Umney's Last Case Previously unpublished
Head Down April 16, 1990 issue of The New Yorker
Brooklyn August Io #10, 1971
The Beggar and the Diamond Previously unpublished

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