For the first time ever, I kept a running tab of the best of every month: for January February March April May June July August September October November December It’s not everything I read/watch/listened to. Just the stuff I dug. And? I had this big idea that I’d peel back through all those, dither and […]
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That one from a few days ago was a spotlight/author kind of thing. This is a conversation about horror, with other hosts, other horror writers: https://skiffyandfanty.com/2017/10/23/338indigenoushorror/
Like the samples you get from the carpet store: just a little patch to take home, hold up here, hold up there, to see if the whole rooms needs to be like this.
I mean, because it’s Powell’s Books, of course. But also for this: Also in the pic: Jeremy Robert Johnson, the real Stephen Jones, Lisa Morton, Mr. King
Getting to a few of these kind of the year-after. But, man, they’re no less excellent for it: Â
The yellow book’s padded onto a few cool year-end lists, looks like. I’ll update this, should any more turn up. And, thank you thank you to everyone, for believing in werewolves. Me too. Tor’s 16 Best Books of 2016 (so far)  |  BookRiot’s 100 Monster Books |  25 Summer Books  |  Bustle’s 12 Summer Reads  |   Shotgun Logic Top 5 (so
Best movie’s a hard call, especially as I’ve yet to see The Eyes of My Mother or Nocturnal Animals or Moana or Kubo and the Two Strings. Also? I doubt I’ve seen just all that many of the award-contenders either. But I did luck into a few good theaters/iTunes rentals/Netflixes: Television of course is the
Racconti is putting it out November 10th or so, here. They’re the publisher with the dead bug: Pretty cool group of people, near as I can tell. And, as the title-in-English loses its punch in Italian, they dialed back to the collection’s original title, “The Meat Tree.” Here‘s their page on it, with the full
Was just on a panel about villains at Denver ComicCon—actually, my second villains-panel there—and then, just now, I went all the long way down to Alamo Drafthouse to see Footloose on the big screen for the first time in thirty-two years, then listened to the Sir Patrick Stewart episode of The Nerdist on the way
