Kittens
New and super short story up at the always-cool Spinetingler. “Kittens.”
Or, really, I guess it was Jason (Heller), Jesse (Bullington), and me. Last night at the Broadway Book Mall—Ron and Nina of Who Else books hosting us, Mario Acavedo moderating, all put together by Mike Hance. Not sure how many people showed up, but it was a standing-room-only kind of situation. Looked a lot like:
Don’t get me wrong, I love Demon Theory, I’m forever lost in it. But still, I always wondered what a novel written with that kind of syntax might look like if somebody took out the footnotes. And then what if they also took out the screenplay language stuff? What would be left? Just straight-up story?
This was my first bookseller’s con. Surely not my last, now that I know these kind of goings-on actually go on. It was completely different from the cons and festivals I usually hit, too. For one, nobody was dressed like Data, or Boba Fett, and there were no remote-control robot fights or Bat’leth instruction sessions
That’s a mouthful of a subject line, yes? No worries, though. In the actual interview, there’s zero internal rhyme. Unless that’s specifically what you’re looking for. In which situation there’s little to no rhyme at that particular station. Though there will be a lot of fashion. And now my brain seriously hurts, trying to think
Favorite movie → Tucker & Dale vs. Evil Favorite novel → The Enterprise of Death or 11/22/63 Favorite collection → We Live Inside You Favorite non-fiction → Shock Value or Teenage Wasteland or Blind Descent Favorite current tv → Breaking Bad and Phineas & Ferb Favorite catch-up tv → Deadwood tv I miss the most
I really really want to review it, but . . . anybody noticed that I only tend to do write-ups for books that are either problematic (or offensive to my delicate sensibilities) or that I can use a step to get up on my soapbox? And King’s 11/22/63, it’s just a solid, well-told, strongly-written book.
who knew. and, it’s coming to Kindle in February. click the cover to go to the place.
It’s live over at LitReactor. And it’s in keeping with that write-up I did over at Fantasy Matters a bit ago. And I guess I also kind of winged off the same stuff in my reviews of Freedom and The Last Werewolf. And, hopefully it’s not in any working against my first write-up dealing with
a podcast interview from MileHiCon 2011′ up at Machine Readable. was fun; I’m always kind of awed, talking to DJs who know what they’re doing, who can keep a conversation going, who have done actual research beforehand, all that. or, to say better: I’m the most useless keep-aliver of a conversation ever (unless we’re talking
or, ‘Five Horror (Movie) Anthologies,’ but that doesn’t look so cool as a title. nor does ‘Five Horror-Antho Movies.’ really, I couldn’t find anything properly cool. and I’m far from the first dude to make a list like this — though I might be the first to limit it to just five? — and mine’s
Of all the novels and stories I’ve written, only two of them really stand out as an experience. Not at all saying the rest were a chore or a race or a slog or forgettable, any of that. Every novel you write, it’s different, and wonderful, and terrible, and worth it. But the title story
Thinking a lot about haunted houses this semester — overseeing an ind study on them, just wrote a long old haunted house short story, and here we are coming on to Halloween — and, specifically, of course, about the idea of Dr. Sleep, and how if anybody can pull it off, yeah, it’d be him.
and, nothing against Oklahoma, either. I watched Saving Grace, I mean, and I’ve read some good books and stories out of there — however, when I wrote ATBS, I remember very specifically driving everybody way around Oklahoma. Just because I knew that if I let anybody set tire there, that the story was going to
by Noel Carroll — and I have no clue how to make his umlat. And, only took me this long to read it (it’s cited everywhere, is maybe the only of its kind) is because it was lodged in my head as being written by Noel Coward. Which never made sense. But, finally dug it
I know — best journal title ever, right? My “Neither Heads Nor Tails” is up there now. Also, thanks to a heads-up from Gordon Highland, I just clicked through all the story links over to the right, here. Turns out a few of them were dead: “The Complete Absence of Cats is Another Definition for
Man, went into Drive fully prepared for Steve McQueen to be powershifting through the city, fully psyched for that chase scene from Ronin to get dilated out to ninety minutes, was ready for some Gone in 60 Seconds (the remake) fun, so long as it didn’t get as goofy as The Fast and the Furious(es)
first is a bookstore window here in Boulder (Innisfree), second a friend shot to me from Virginia, I think.
A while back I was part of the cattle call for what became this article, and just found myself looking this email up as a student was coming to my office to talk about ghosts. So I figured it’d be good if I could see again what I think about them (I know nothing until
I’ve got stuff showing up in: Amazing Stories of the Flying Spaghetti Monster and And IDW’s Zombies vs. Robots. And Creatures! is already orderable.