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Dead Oaks: Submissions Now Open for Season Three!


DEAD OAKS IS OPEN FOR SEASON THREE SUBMISSIONS!
Season three of Dead Oaks will begin in September 2017.


Dead Oaks: A Horror Anthology Podcast from BronzeCast Productions is now accepting submissions for our bi-weekly (every two weeks) episodes! Basically, how it works is this: chosen stories will be turned into podcast episodes read either by the author or by a Dead Oaks cast member, depending on the author's preference. However, there are some guidelines. Read them below:

Story Submission Guidelines:

Dead Oaks stories must be:
  • original, unpublished works of short fiction between 1,500 and 3,000 words
  • submitted in double space, 12 point, sans serif font via Microsoft Word document (or other compatible document)
  • related, in some way of your choosing, to the fictional town of Dead Oaks (more information below)
  • sent via email to deadoakssubmission@gmail.com
    • No cover letter required

What is Dead Oaks?

In short, Dead Oaks is a small, relatable town of ambiguous location where really, really bad things tend to happen. Whether it be serial killers, demons, ghosts, witches, werewolves, ritual sacrifice, or some other evil deep within the reaches of your imagination, it can and does happen in Dead Oaks. It's up to you to tell the stories unfolding on a daily basis in this mecca of evil.

If you decide to write a Dead Oaks story, just keep in mind...
  • A particular location is never mentioned for Dead Oaks, though feel free to throw in some hometown charm if you want. Just don't use phrases like "Dead Oaks, Idaho" or "a town located in the Pacific Northwest."
  • Horror doesn't have to be supernatural. Though there's plenty of non-human evil in Dead Oaks, there's a lot more going on, too. If supernatural is your thing, go for it, but don't be deterred if you don't usually write about ghosts and monsters.
  • Explicit Sex is off-limits. Dead Oaks isn't about shock value and porn, so keep graphic sex to a minimum. If someone is going to leave the story remembering the sex scene and not the horror, then it probably isn't right for this particular podcast.

Dead Oaks will be paying authors $10 per accepted short story. All payments will be made via PayPal once a story is accepted and a contract is signed by the author.


Visit the Dead Oaks SoundCloud page here.

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