Written by: Matt Molgaard
Every now and then, a treasure is unearthed when a treasure is about the last thing one might expect. Gathering my collection of 13 short stories to cover in honor of the Halloween season, I stumbled upon a magnificent piece of fiction that left me absolutely baffled. I’d never heard so much as a peep in regards to Tim Macy’s twisted short (which surprises me, having now done some research and discovered that the story was deemed good enough to warrant a cinematic transfer), The Brass Teapot. Not a whisper, not a single recommendation, not a single review, I found this story by sheer luck. Large thanks for small favors.
The Brass Teapot feels appropriately truncated at roughly 15 pages, but I’ll be damned if this one couldn’t have been stretched to a solid 30 pages, and proved highly rewarding. Engaging, unpredictable and unique, this is a story that you just don’t stumble upon every day. The concept of the story alone – we’re dealing with a brass teapot that produces money as the owner takes part in some self-inflicted pain, or dishes out the battery to others – is a bit left field, but admittedly infectious. Three pages into the story, it begins to become obvious the direction Macy intends to lead readers, but that doesn’t steal from the shock of the story in the slightest.
There’s a certain simplicity in this read that makes for a quick, almost autopilot type of affect. You could practically read this short in your sleep, but that’s not something I’d suggest: it’s very, very unnerving. A perfect tale to fit within a Twilight Zone episode, this breeze of a read is one of the most endearing shorts I’ve uncovered in some years, and Macy proves he’s an author work really looking into. If The Brass Teapot is any indicator of the kind of morbid themes that run amok in the man’s brain, than he’s a talent to seek out, immediately.
There are no ghosts to be found in this piece. No vampires, werewolves, zombies or monsters, just a sickening measure of greed, and a despicable disregard for well-being. Dark, melancholy and, ultimately profoundly gratifying, The Brass Teapot ranks among my all-time favorite short stories. That is a feat contemporary authors rarely manage, as I personally tend to lean in the direction of the vintage. Major respect to Mr. Tim Macy, who has offered the masses an unorthodox piece of work, is an author to keep a very close eye on.
Do yourself a favor and read this story as soon as possible! It’s a free read over @ East of the Web .