The Liminal Waystation

I envision the Liminal Waystation column as a place where readers can rest in the transitional and transformational in-between space that is the speculative. There is lived experience, and there are the things we imagine, and there is a place where we sit with the words and thoughts and potential and become. This will be a place to reflect on profound connections, beautiful writing, and works of horror that help us transcend the pain of the everyday to embrace our potential as readers, creatives, and humans.

Amanda Worthington is a horror writer and poet whose reflections on the plight of women, psychosis, religious terror, and the erasure of knowledge are largely inspired by experiences she has had as a Missourian and as a librarian. Her work asks the hard questions and doesn't provide easy answers. She is the author of the Elgin-nominated novella-in-verse No Quarter, as well as stories like The Scales and The Only Savior We Know. Amanda is the founder and chair of Horror in the Heartland, the Missouri/Kansas chapter of the HWA and also serves as outreach manager for Crystal Lake Entertainment.

The Space Between Order and Chaos

Welcome back, Fiends! If you look to the left, you’ll see that we are once more approaching the Liminal Waystation to refuel and collect ourselves for a moment in this space between worlds. It’s a little busier than usual today, isn’t it? What? Yes, this is the engineer of Train 42… What’s that, you say? […]

The Space Between Free Will and Determinism

Welcome back, Fiends! We find ourselves pulling once more into the Liminal Waystation. We chose to be here, made a series of decisions that led us to where we now sit. Or did we? It’s time to explore a new liminal space. The space Between Free Will and Determinism Is freedom exhilarating or frightening? Does […]

The Space Between Departing and Arriving

At some point we departed. We’ve been arriving since then but have not arrived – not quite yet. As the engine shuts off, we at last celebrate a thereness in the new quiet, knowing as we do that this is not the final destination so much as a stop along the way. That’s ok. Things […]

The Space Between Pleasure and Pain

The braking is sudden as we enter the Liminal Waystation. As you are thrust slightly forward, your head connects with the seatback in front of you. You are jostled after long hours of stillness. It hurts. Or does it feel kind of good? It’s so hard to tell sometimes. It’s time to explore the space […]