[ rigged this together forever and a day ago, but it mostly still holds ] born in 72, grew up on Elvis, even have some memories of being four years old and my mother holding me up above the crowd at one of his concerts, how there was just a sea of popping flashbulbs, this […]
This is a guest post by Caleb J. Ross as part of his Stranger Will Tour for Strange blog tour. He will be guest-posting beginning with the release of his novel Stranger Will in March 2011 to the release of his second novel, I Didn’t Mean to Be Kevin in November 2011. If you have
Link here. Three books in their rEprint series: All the Beautiful Sinners (which I’m going to burn back through), The Long Trial of Nolan Dugatti, and Seven Spanish Angels. Two reprints and an original — or, one that was supposed to have hit in 2005, but, well, things happened. And now it’s 2011. And I
New story up at/with Stymie: “Rocket Man.” First line: The dead aren’t exactly known for their baseball skills. So, yeah, I had to do some research for this one, to make the baseball parts of it real. Zombies, though — they’re always real. Just a matter of keeping them on the page.
lucky/honored to have my name up here: SINGLE-AUTHOR COLLECTION Occultation, Laird Barron (Night Shade) The Ones That Got Away, Stephen Graham Jones (Prime Books) The Third Bear, Jeff Vandermeer (Tachyon) What I Didn’t See, Karen Joy Fowler (Small Beer Press) What Will Come After, Scott Edelman (PS Publishing) full list of finalists here. and, yep,
Michael Kimball wrote my life on a postcard, here. Bombay Gin 37.1 one is out, with my story “The Girl in the Box.” I’m officially hitting Stoker Weekend 2011. And WHC 2011. But, before all that, StarFest (which is HorrorFest and ComicFest for me) — on a cool zombie panel, a pulp panel, a comic
from the back of the book : These thirteen stories are our own lives, inside out. A boy’s summer romance doesn’t end in that good kind of heartbreak, but in blood. A girl on a fishing trip makes a friend in the woods who’s exactly what she needs, except then that friend follows her back
of ONES THAT GOT AWAY, here. couldn’t be cooler. also, the cover for BEST HORROR OF THE YEAR’s up, here. and, the cover for the installment of PREDICATE I’m in — available on the thirty-first from Brown Paper Publishing:
1) Characters are most interesting when they lie. It’s when they’re the most naked, the most vulnerable, the most perplexing — the most like us. Stories need stupid decisions that, at the time, seem absolutely rational and necessary. Without stupid decisions, the world isn’t thrown out of balance, and so there’s no need for a
Sucker Punch has problems, yes. Usually, though, you can squint just right, only watch the parts of the movie that the trailer sold you on, and you’re good. Not this time. Which, this is a hyperkinetic, Scott Pilgrim-kind of fantasy fight movie involving steam-powered zombies, with some pretty cool updates of standard songs going on
So one time I’m on the phone with the bank, talking to a robot about money, when I hit the wrong key, somehow ended up with Laird Barron on the other end, and I could tell from the way he was talking that his mouth was just real close to the phone, close enough I
that I’m proud and lucky and honored to be in: The Year’s Best Dark Fantasy & Horror, ed. Paula Guran.
Couple new stories up in the debut of Timber, “The Bridge” and “The Wisdom of Solomon.” Also, Juked‘s put “Snow Monsters” up in the 2011 Million Writers Award.
Couple of TOCs I’m lucky enough to be in posted today, Creatures, edited by Paul Tremblay and John Langan, and Bestiary, edited by Ann and Jeff Vandermeer.
a very cool place. I like the idea, too, of stopping at the first, you know, ‘stop.’ think it’s what I always do. and, got a story up there, “Seafood.”
from Publisher’s Weekly: The Ones That Got Away Stephen Graham Jones, Prime (www.prime-books.com), $24.95 (256p) ISBN 978-1-60701-235-1 Thirteen horror stories, most originally published between 2005 and 2010, make up Native American writer Jones’s second collection (after 2005’s Bleed into Me). Several stories feature children coming of age: in “Father, Son, Holy Rabbit,” a father and
These are, I don’t know, between fifty and ninety movie-type reviews I wrote back in 1999 or so. Pretty much the exact same few months I was first writing DEMON THEORY, yeah. Anyway, I only messed up on a couple. Stigmata‘s one of them, I think. But I got a couple right as well, maybe:
couple new stories up at/with Platte Valley Review. “Girls” and “Bulletproof.” they’re in great company, too.
Because it’s been three years, right? The last one was IM, I think. This one’s phone. And, many thanks to Joshua Chaplinsky for, on the transcribe, pulling out all my “ums” and “errs” and “[unintelligible]s,” of which there had to be legion. He even made me sound like a person who occasionally remembers he’s in
this originally posted over at the now-dead Depraved Press back in February 2008. Had completely forgotten about it, but Jesse Lawrence, the “JL” here — you’ll also find him in various acknowledgements and thanks in my books — hadn’t forgot, still had it saved in email. However, all the formatting’s gone, with this paste-across, so,
