Cities and suburbs, real and imaginary.
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Friday, December 26, 2014
My novel WE LEAVE TOGETHER, the conclusion to the critically-acclaimed Dogsland Trilogy that began at Night Shade Books (who imploded in the middle of it, and all over WHEN WE WERE EXECUTIONERS) and moved on to WordHorde, was selected in some fine company for ForeWord Reviews' Year's Best SF/F of 2014.
Friday, December 19, 2014
I don't know how long this lasts, but I know it won't be very long, at all. Hop in while you still can, if you haven't already!
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
STRAGGLETAGGLE is currently live at Barnes and Noble's website, Amazon, and Weightless Books.
Everyone should go pick up a copy. https://weightlessbooks.com/genre/fiction/novel/straggletaggle/
Little, independent books with failed kickstarters are going to have an uphill climb. Everything that helps the little book along, whether a review or a retweet, is much appreciated.
I don't plan to be strictly indie from now on. I plan on being protean, and following my muse. Some project are more fun alone. Some are more fun with a team. I know I have been submitting my next book to publishers and agents. And, if I ever finish the book about post-apocalyptic squirrels, I will likely stay indie with it.
For now, for this little book, any signal boost in is appreciated.
I am going to try and do something nice for the people who aided the kickstarter, but it isn't ready yet.
Thank you, everyone!
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Copies showed up in the mail, and already have a destination when I get to the post office Tuesday. Honey didn't think it was worth waking up over. I mean, it isn't like this is my first novel, or anything. It should be old hat by now.
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
We were close for a while, but we did finally get things in order for a puppy from a local no-kill shelter. Her story is true shelter dog: She was found as a stray and was infected with demodectic mange. Most shelters would not have kept her long enough to heal her. Fortunately, this sweet pup was at a no kill shelter where she received treatment and is quite nearly completely healed from a common ailment that is noncommunicable and easily treated. Every city should strive to be a no kill city. This dog adopted means another dog can be saved by the organization.
We have a shoe-requirements for all visitors at the house, for a while, naturally. Keep your shoes on. There is a puppy here who is still learning. Watch your step while we are training her!
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Appearing at stores, then, a little earlier than planned, and the eBook coming out on the 17th, and hopefully spreading out all over, my new novel, Straggletaggle, is here.
Inspired by anime, other steampunk novels, and the horror of corpocracy, a sheen of genre rides over the top of my great fears, and I hope it is enjoyable and inspires others to create and to fight against the forces of unchecked organization.
Thursday, December 4, 2014
I have been working on a year's best list and it isnt done.
Overlooked books of the year, though:
Spider in a Tree by Susan Stinson is absolutely beautiful and it hasn't been mentioned enough around about town.
Revolutions by Felix Gilman is another reminder why he is some kind of monster, here to reshape and invent the literary duology. If duologies ever truly become a "thing" it will be because Gilman keeps writing such fantastic duologies and people will point and say, "That is how they should be done! See! Like that!". Each book is distinct, yet clearly related. Each world seen twice, is seen fully and left for other worlds.
Elysium by Jenn Brissett is out from a small press and could easily be overlooked. Please, don't. It is fabulous, and makes me feel like I am not alone in genre with my fractured and fragmented impulses. People who like my books will love Jenn's.
No links, yet, but you know how to find books in stores, right?
Monday, December 1, 2014
1. Every Father Will Protect his ChickensHigh growing season is no time for running around in the dark. Going out after dark, there are wild dogs, badgers, all kinds of hungry things. The bugs alone can drink a quart of red liquor and leave welts all over. The ticks lounge in the grass, just waiting, bobbing like divers on a board, for all us walking by.High country, when darkness comes, we stay inside. We watch TV, if we must remain awake. I clean my rifle once a week by the flickering television screen. The moths flitter against the mosquito netting, and the girls are in bed by eight, before even the bats come out.We got in the habit of locking them in, too. They were such restless horses in the dark, wandering to the kitchen, flipping on lights, and seeking out their toys when they should be in bed. My wife had a sister that did that and got killed back in England when a wild animal took her in the night and she was wandering around late and no one knew. She instituted the rule. We tuck the girls in. We close the door. We lock it from the outside. The screen is unchanged. There isn’t a way to get the screen out without pulling them off the nails that hold them down.So, how did their shoes get so dirty at night?
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