Radio-Free . . . San Diego?
Wanted to say “I’m / on / the / radio” like Eazy-E (in 1989, my truck was broke, so I rode around in a friend’s Mustang for about eight months, and Eazy-E was the ONLY album he would even CONSIDER playing. this was in Colorado. moved back to West Texas, rode around in a friend’s
We All Live in Dollyworld
Even without her. Late addition: more of the fun that was everywhere yesterday, and also, still, today (8.26).
Best Reads from Lately
some cool-to-me articles and reads I happened to stumble. or, okay: I happened to find stranded in a tab, most often . . .
Good query
a jog application from a former copywriter, asking to please work in Hollywood, and being pretty clever with it.
Best Reads from Lately
the articles and posts and the like I’ve read the last little bit, that I thought worth saving, maybe passing on.
Down on Pearl Street Mall
Looks like: Or, rather: “My name is Stephen Graham Jones, and I approve this message”
Some Few BHH Write-Ups & Lists &etc
a sort of random stack of Buffalo Hunter Hunter write-ups and art and the like. just stuff I randomly ran into.
Recent Interviews, Events
couple-three months’ worth of event recordings and podcasts and interviews and tidbits
Good Stab charting again
Just, in trade paperback this time. Made #4 on the NYT list in hardcover/cloth, and now it’s 40 on USA Today! Those red edges are pretty cool. Well: Weasel Plume alive and running them, that’s the thing, right?
Reactor & BHH x 12!
Man, a twelve-part review? I mean, really, less “review,” more . . . more “extended interaction with the novel, the characters, the world, the genre. With some wonderful little side rooms packed with trivia (as in: they call me out on “tresayle,” which is right. my only defense? I liked the way it sounded*). Anyway,
Fire in the Mountains
Where I was going to be, the weekend after this one: not there anymore, alas. Just random stuff pulling me elsewhere. This post is mostly for the dude I ran into in Boulder, on campus, the other day, whom I told I’d see him up there: Sorry, dude. Didn’t know I was lying. Anyway, I
Blue Butterfly Land
Ten or fifteen posts from Bluesky that made me grin. Or, “let me grin?” Whatever the case, grinning was going on. Because of these posts.