As opposed to a ‘couple-three’ links, yeah. Which I’ve really always loved saying, but hated hearing. Anyway, was digging through about 22,000 emails, and unearthed a couple of links I’d meant to post in here, like this: the illustration for that “Raphael” story. only one even half as cool’s the one Cemetery Dance (also) had […]
As part of my quest to not write any reviews, either book or movie, I submit this by way just of suggestion: William J. Cobb‘s Goodnight, Texas (Unbridled Books, who, going by this, man, they produce some seriously clean books. And pretty too. If I’m not mistaken, they even commissioned the painting for the cover
Third installments of a franchise the audience is in love with are very difficult to pull off. Nobody says Alien3 or Return of the Jedi or the third Scream are their favorites of the series, right? Even Godfather III, as good as it might be, is overshadowed by the first two. Granted, by the third
It’s a bad/wonderful hole to fall in, but man, I need these, just to set them up with my Mulder & Scully action figures: then of course I’ll just nab these too, and be in business: and, man, all the patches I need, I don’t have near enough jeans to take them all. and I’ve
“In a great turnaround, upstart Cormac McCarthy’s novel The Road, billed as something of an homage to The Omega Man‘s Charlton Heston, whom McCarthy once did stunt-work for, but owing more probably to Walter Miller, Jr.’s A Canticle for Liebowitz, managed to steal the 2007 Pulitzer for fiction from — “ Okay, sorry. Just figured
I’m no expert, but this seems pretty cool to me: a reading I did a month or so ago, all cut up into little flash bits, with an interview too. Click the pic below to hit it, or the arrow-thing to listen. [audio:https://www.stephengrahamjones.com/wp-admin/excl/stephen_graham_jones_03-01-07.mp3] [ this is me listening to the intro, I think. or who
Kurt Vonnegut, Jr: no more. Gone. Maybe like Billy Pilgrim, though, he’s just rollercoasting back and forth through it all now. Laughing. Hope so, anyway.
Which, I’m finding, aren’t at all the same as my five favorite books. Ridiculous, yes? Wish I had some fix for that, or at least an explanation, or suspicion. I mean, it’s kind of presupposing some major disconnect between intensity and . . . I don’t know: appreciation? Revisitability? Not some Pirsig-ish ‘quality,’ I don’t
This has to be the oldest news around, but’s new to me anyway: watching “The Women of Candy Snatchers” featurette on the Candy Snatchers DVD, and Tiffany Bowling kind of asides that she was in that old series “The New People,” which she says is Lost, now. So, checked IMDb, and yep: A group of
From what I hear, there’s a Demon Theory review in the brand new Rue Morgue (#66). Anxious to see it myself. And that (my)”Father, Son, Holy Rabbit” story’s in the current Cemetery Dance (#57), with just a supercool illustration.
Old MadTV & Saw fun French X-Files If I’d had the clicks to make a trailer for Demon Theory, it would have looked like the child of this and this and definitely this. But there’d have been a good deal of this as well, of course. And, talking DT, this, cribbed (it took about fifty
or, more particularly, from DEAD SILENCE: going to the Guignol ‘doll’ Theater on Lost Lake in a town called Raven’s Fain when there’s a killer on the loose who eats living tongues is pretty much just asking for trouble. This isn’t to say DEAD SILENCE isn’t pretty surprisingly good either, though. I’m not really one
Just yesterday finished that Ledfeather novel I’ve been writing all the long way since January, and am two weeks late with already, or, ‘late,’ anyway, maybe even with double quotes there, and anyway, yeah, I love the hell out of it, can’t imagine I was even able to trap the thing on paper, but, too,
A few years ago one of my publishers was cool enough to send me up some forever elevator in New York to get a full day of some much-needed media training. Just in case. It was excellent, too; got to watch myself on a big screen over and over and over, and have every stupid
In Georgia, I mean, where I just was (GC&SU) to do a reading and meet many cool people. All kinds of fun (no recordings or pics that I know of, though); they have really old buildings there. I think some of them are Roman, even. And, Lobo — he was out of Georgia, right? I
Was poring through some story or novel the other day, to submit it, and realized, now that the story was more or less in place, at least until somebody else jammed their hands into it, that all I was looking at were the words, the sentences. Which is nice, yeah, makes a piece feel ‘done.’
if anybody’s carrying a bag of groceries, it won’t have French bread in it nobody will flick playing cards into and around a trashcan or hat if the characters need to hack into somebody’s computer, the password will be unguessable if there’s some big and final showdown on a boat, then it won’t be finally
[ or, just http://www.edrants.com/segundo/?p=116 ] Too, that “monkey torture” — thanks to Carolyn for suggesting YouTube — it’s (t)here. And, talking Lindsay Ballard — this is kind of from the podcast — that alien race, they’re the Kobali, of course, from the “Ashes to Ashes” episode of Star Trek Voyager. Which I know because I’m
Just got word that that “Raphael” story from Cemetery Dance 55 has made the shortlist for a Stoker. Supercool. Here’s the whole ballot. Some pretty steep competition, I’d say: SUPERIOR ACHIEVEMENT IN LONG FICTION “Hallucigenia” by Laird Barron (The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction) “Graffiti” by Jason Brannon (Winds of Change) “Winds of Change”
All week. Guest bloggery, interview, discussion, podcast. Should be a good time. Click the banner to go to the place: Or, just go the main page here, to keep checking for updates.
First, and this is important, get Vince Liaguno, the guy who knows slashers so well that he managed to somehow trap one on the page in The Literary Six, to have written just a supercool Demon Theory review over at Unspeakable Horror, then, moments after that, find out that Ellen Datlow, she who more than
Benson: only the good die young Cheers: have a good life “You oughtta know”: grammies bball–23 sick and scoring 55 or whatever challenger (jfk/towers) rockford: 50 people tell you you’re drink, maybe you oughtta lie down uncle jesse: only one way to go down a hill. STRAIGHT down. tasha yar: going back chrissy to jack:
“Father, Son, Holy Rabbit” will be in Cemetery Dance 57, looks like — with an excellent/cool illustration ( then “Hell on the Homefront” in #58 ) “Code,” out in Grasslimbs before too long “The Parable of the Gun,” in Clackamas Literary Review “The Talk,” in the debut issue of Yellow Medicine Review “The Sadness of
