There are no words to describe the enormity of this.
…in that it’s been a while, not that I have dreadlocks, fifty extra pounds and a KFC bucket on my head. By the by. Long time, lots of stuff to catch up on. Most of which I can’t remember at the moment, as is usually the case.
-It’s been brewing for a while, but I can finally announce that I’m proud to be joining Keith Rawson, Patti Abbott, Les Edgerton, my homeboy Richard Thomas and a ton of other wicked talented authors over at Snubnose Press. They’ll be re-issuing my novella Old Ghosts in e-format this winter. Mid-2012, they’ll be releasing my first short story collection, Bar Scars. It’s looking like there will be about ten stories, maybe more if I can write a couple new ones. Most are published or forthcoming, but several are lost in the ether of forgotten sites or small print-run magazines. Covers and such coming as I get them.
–Blasted Heath was kind enough to feature By the Nails of the Warpriest as their first of their Friday Freebies. I know I keep going on about that press, but they’re doing lots of great stuff over there. I just finished Anthony Neil Smith’s All the Young Warriors, and in the words of Mrs. Marsellus Wallace, ‘Goddamn, I say Goddamn.’ There”ll be a full review coming soon (ie: when I get a chance to write it) but do yourself a favor a pick it up now so you can experience it firsthand. I’m onto Ray Banks’ Dead Money at the moment, and The Heath have excellent taste. They also have one of the coolest Christmas gifts I’ve seen in a while.
-The LitReactor Book Club discussion of Stay God is still going strong. It technically ends next week, but I have a feeling it’ll creep into December for a bit.
-I’m slowly making my way through this website to reorganize this thing, get the links sorted, add interviews and reviews and whatnot. Doubt there’ll be any substantial overhaul because, to be honest, I’m not so great about updating a free website. My residual Catholic Guilt won’t let me pay for a nice site to neglect. Either way, there should be more stuff.
‘Til I think of more…