Though, to be honest, I don’t even think there’s links yet for just all of this: Right before Valentine’s Day 2009, I’m in Chicago for the AWP Conference. The panel I’m on: “Digi-Analog: Bringing Together Print, Online, and Alternative Delivery Methods for Literary Journals, led by JW Wang. You may know him from Juked.” Don’t […]
I’m usually all in support of an artist making money doing whatever. Sure, I respect Springsteen and the U2 guys for not hawking anybody else’s wares, but I hardly begrudge Dylan pushing lingerie or BB King selling Whoppers1. And it’s not the ‘wares,’ the inherent goodness of lingerie or Whoppers, that makes what they’re doing
Over at Internet Review of Science Fiction. A close read by JG Stinson. Very cool. So glad that book’s still reaching people. Too, The Long Trial of Nolan Dugatti‘s not only slipping through Amazon early. It’s over at Small Press Distribution as well. And, and: Joe Lansdale‘s got a new one, Leather Maiden. He’s a
Though The Long Trial of Nolan Dugatti‘s not officially released until early September, it looks to be slipping through Amazon already. And that seems to me to be a good time to explain it a bit. Or, not explain it, but explain around it. And not like this, but with this running journal-thing (my first
What’s showing up on my porch any day: author copies for Ledfeather and The Long Trial of Nolan Dugatti. Each now up at Amazon, if not quite orderable yet. As for official release dates, I think Ledfeather‘s going to be first, though Nolan Dugatti‘ll be available right around Ledfeather‘s official day (early/mid-August). Very excited about
A new essaything I have up over at the Cult. Click here to get there. So far, too, this is getting the award (derision?) for shortest post ever. Anyway, lost in the surf of Duma Key right now, and looking forward to snagging The Plague of Doves afterwards. Writing this novel too all the while,
A TG Sheppard line*, yeah. That and Elvis’s “Kentucky Rain“** make up a whole eight or ten month block of my . . . not childhood, but that’s when I listened to them most. ‘Life,’ I guess. Which is pretty much the complete opposite of the story just out here: An interview and a Demon
Man, came home Friday after watching Prom Night, just all conflicted and twitchy from it, and then the next morning woke early, slammed down an essay-thing about it, and then of course hit the wrong button, lost it all, so, when I finally had time (that night), I re-did what of it I could, and
Man, I got the year right for The Ruins anyway, back when. And this is another non-review, yeah. Specifically, one with spoilers. Anyway, yeah, Scott Smith pretty much proves that it’s not always a bad idea to let the author be the one to make that book-to-screen jump. He nails it, I mean. I guess
Who knew, yeah? Looks like it’s out loud now, anyway, here, and here, etc. And no, no clue how or if the footnotes were handled, or if, when they were or weren’t handled, it was as endnotes that they were or weren’t handled (that is, if the audio’s working off the paperback or cloth version).
1. Just got a story, “Lonegan’s Luck,” accepted by New Genre. Like most stories if you peel them back far enough, this one, too, is a zombie western. Nearly forty pages of it. 2. Doomsday opens tomorrow. Very excited. Looks like all the elements I look for in high-calibre, life-altering cinema, they’re here. Which is
Specifically, The Ones That Almost Got Away: A Collection. Even more specific, The Ones That Almost Got Away: A Collection of fifteen horror stories. By me, I mean. From Sean Wallace at Prime Books. Fall 2009. One more Halloween I’ll hardly be able to wait for.
Another interview, this one over at Depraved Press, with Jesse Wichterman, who asks some good questions. Mostly we just talk about politics and the climate and religion, and what role Dee Snyder could play in all of them, in a just-slightly different reality. Or even in this one. Then of course, when Snyder isn’t the
Or, ‘cyber’ with maybe some ‘lycanthropy,’ anyway. Chocolate and peanut butter, man. Conan and Red Sonja. Michael Jackson and Lisa Marie. Or, well. All I mean is that my story “Deviants,” bam, it’s now in Red Fez 13.
So a while back, I started a list like this but it got all out of hand, yeah, turned into that House of Fiction thing, which was really just a version of this other post, I suppose. When all I really wanted was something short, to pin up by my monitor, help me keep it
is now live over at Clarkesworld. Click the supercool cover here to hit it: Too, looks like that Cemetery Dance with “Hell on the Homefront Too” (and an interview, seems like maybe a Demon Theory review too) is almost live, or may be in people’s mail already.
Ledfeather’s alive and kicking over at the FC2 site. However, as the cover there’s kind of a thumbnail, here’s a bigger one: And, talking Amherst, the Massachussets one (surely there’s another somewhere), that’s where I am the week after next, reading aloud.
The Golden Compass is one of the more amazing movies I’ve seen all year. Best fantasy since Pan’s Labyrinth, I’d say. Too, so, so sad I didn’t read the book first. No way to remedy that now, of course, but, can try to make up for it anyway. Also on-list: Inkheart. The Girl Next Door
Man, the subject lines of my junkmail are just getting better and better. There’s a thousand monkeys out there, and they’re cranking out something, anyway. But, not what I’m here to say this time. What I’m here to say: Woody Harrelson makes movies better. NO COUNTRY FOR OLD MEN, though he’s just in it for
Just three four FIVE fast things, as I’m spending most of the day being properly foolish: What I wouldn’t give to be hitting this haunted house. That Asimov’s with my “do(this)” is on the shelves (the cover’s below the fold here, here. click it to go to the site). This is great (“Reaper Madness”). I’ve
Working on a new slasher right now, and leaning towards making it a screenplay, mainly so the form can keep it reined in for me, somewhat. Too, this time, I’m doing what I’ve never done: thinking it all through ahead of time. Which has involved a lot of re-watching, a lot of thinking. And, on
Was lucky enough to host Joe Lansdale around town the last couple of days. Great guy, amazing writer, living legend, walking icon, Texas institution, bonified stuperstar, and all around nice guy. Anyway, below, four pics of his reading. Click on that little flash/arrow button-player thingamawhatever, too, and bam, listen to him read and discuss and
That novel I started all the way back in . . . was it August? Finally tapped out those final words on it. According to my handy-dandy Word stats, it took me some 30133 minutes to do it, too. If I knew what to divide that by, or how to divide, I could figure something
Couple that I’m in, I mean, that are just out, and that I only have links for, no cool scans of the covers: Fourth River. Story called “The Mourners” and then a short-thing, “Between.” Kaleidotrope. Story here’s “Pistil, Stamen, Bloom.”
