Fantasy Matters
My “I Was Genre When Genre Wasn’t Cool” (another Barbara Mandrell ode) is up at the very cool Fantasy Matters. also, I’m reading on the Hill here in Boulder tonight, at Innisfree.
Ding-Dong, You’re Dead
So what if the rats of NIMH got a taste for human flesh? Or, not flesh, exactly, but I don’t want to give anything away. In the way of hints, though, how about: Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark doesn’t not have something to do with Darkness Falls. Where it separates itself, though, is quality.
The Back of Beyond
Finished CJ Box’s very Hillerman-ey Back of Beyond. Like everything else of his so far, I really dug it, though this one’s a lot more straight-ahead thriller than mystery, which is where he usually writes. I’d say it’s a (Crais) Hostage, just rural instead of urban. Just as well-paced, though, and very well-written this time, too.
Lazy Fascist and Zombie Bake-Off
remember in It’s Alive when that monster baby’s born and just chews his way through the delivery room? or when Victor von shouts to the heavens that It’s alive! It’s alive! thinking something like that for this. been waiting a long time for Zombie Bake-Off to become the kind of real people can see on
Creatures and Noir
The second piece of Not for Nothing is up at Dirty Noir, here (first piece as well, earlier). The rest? Available in 2014, via Dzanc. Or maybe 2013; I get confused which is when between it and Flushboy. Up today as well, my Creatures! interview, wherein slake moths and sharks are gnawed upon slightly.
Done Got Booked
by the guys over at Booked. I think we were supposed to go in the area of thirty, not more than forty minutes, so, you know, fifty two, that’s us just completely exercising control, I think. but, I mean, we were talking about zombie and slashers and werewolves (a bit), about horror and hospitals, about
Seven Spanish Angels
Back in 2005 or so, I was under contract to write a sequel to All the Beautiful Sinners for Rugged Land — they’re gone now, but they were hot for a while, and produced some gorgeous books, and, as far as I know, did the first ever serious book trailer, too (For Henry’s List of
The Last Werewolf
Read it, dug it, wrote about it over at The Cult. And, yes, very soon here I need to be writing my own werewolf novel. I think I only have two werewolf stories published, but I talk about werewolves enough — and have been thinking about them forever, and trying to be one for longer
Magazine of Bizarro Fiction
got a story in here, with some very cool people, whom I’m about to paste across from guest editor Cameron Pierce‘s post: Feature Novella: The Obsese by Shirley Jackson Award-winner Nick Antosca. Imagine The Birds with obese people instead of birds and you’ll have a slight idea of what this brilliant social satire is all
Warmed and Bound
click the banner to go to the site. right-click the banner to steal it. all looking very cool, very likely.
A Big Bucket of Now
Reading now: Glen Duncan’s The Last Werewolf. Will this werewolf be the only one to know regret? I’m only about a third through, but that’s a third in hardly any hours, so I’ll know soon. Anyway, completely digging it. Because, you know, it’s about werewolves, but also because it’s written so, so well. And, I
Dirty Noir
hey, first little bit of my 2014 novel Not For Nothing (Dzanc) is up over at the excellent Dirty Noir. Not For Nothing‘s second-person, small-town detective, and, for the first time, it’s set in the town I mostly grew up in: Stanton, Texas. Was so cool going there again in fiction, on the page. Can’t
True Grit (the book, this time)
Here’s a bit of writing you don’t see much of anymore: Stonehill was not in a quarrelsome mood that morning, indeed he was not snorting or blowing at all but rather in a sad, baffled state like that of some elderly lunatics I have known. Let me say quickly that the man was not crazy.
Drama in Real Life
Some of you’ll remember a bit ago, before the hack, the crash, the switch to another host, I posted a cool excerpt by Pablo D’Stair (which the hack/crash ate, refused to spit back up, and I couldn’t figure how to get a remade version back in-line with the rest, which sucks, but that’s not why
Seven Spanish Angels up for pre-order
At least at Amazon, . There’s a synopsis on the listing, or, here at DemonTheory, or, I could just tell you that it’s about a unicorn who finds a flower under a rainbow and falls in love with a pirate centaur who’s only interested in her for how well she sings, and he of course
On Reading
that makes it sound like I’m doing a response to King’s On Writing, yeah? Nope. Only response that book needs is, you know, writing. Anyway, this a series where different writers talk about what ‘reading’ is, or means, or does. And this is my paragraph.
The Bird is Gone isn’t gone
I mean, Pablo D’Stair’s a-reading it, and writing about it for Sri Lanka, here.
The Loving Dead
It’s probably just me, but I had the hardest time getting into Amelia Beamer’s The Loving Dead. As for why I picked it up in the first place? Aside from that it was definitely ‘zombie?’ AT WHC2011, John Skipp (on an excellent zombie panel) said it was the only zombie fiction he’d read recently that
Google+
Finally got on, today. This is me: http://gplus.to/sgj. Digging it so much more than Facebook, too. Once you wrap your head around ‘circles,’ it seems so intuitive, and you wonder why all social media hasn’t been this way. Granted, I suspect you can use Twitter’s lists like this, but nobody was. Also, it’s smart on
Shirley Jackson Interview
I think is my second with them? Though it feels like the third. Not sure. Anyway, click here
Snug House Bug House: on TNT’s “Falling Skies”
In Kyle Reese’s bleak future there’s those Heinlein kind of bugs from space but no Ender to xenocide them away, and, I mean, they walk around in Robocop get-up already and look like Super 8 without it and act like first cousins to the aliens in Titan A.E., chasing a ragtag, Walking Dead band of
In the Doghouse
Oh, Doghouse, where have you been my whole life? I’m not saying I haven’t been into the other zombie comedies, the Shaun of the Deads, the Dead & Breakfasts, all the way back to Hysterical! and the splatter comedy Romero was kickstarting in Dawn of the Dead, and all the way up to Ahh!! Zombies!
Harbour
Let the Right One In was a vampire novel we hadn’t seen before, almost like it was trying to be an antidote to things going on in the genre. Not so much a return to form, but a reboot. And then Handling the Undead gave us a completely different kind of zombie, one which is