It’s been over four months since my last post, and I’m guessing most of you have already heard about these elsewhere, but:
- Back in November, my short story “En Plein Air” appeared over at Pseudopod. It’s a quiet horror story that seems to hit a sweet spot for people who like their horror subtle about the environment, It’s also attracted more than a few “that ain’t horror!” comments, so caveat lector.
- Later this year, my dark SF story “Questionable Things” will finally be appearing. It’s a story I like very much, and which I had the Devil’s own time placing, but I stuck with it, and I hope it finds some readers.
- Volume 2 of Thinking Horror will be coming out before long, says its doughty editor, s.j. bagley, and I likewise hope my essay in there finds some interested readers. It’s a very personal essay, as they say, and was one of the most difficult pieces of writing I’ve done in recent years.
The Summer 2015 issue of Goreyesque has dropped, and it includes my flash fiction story, “The Doubtful Wonderland.” If you like Edward Gorey’s work and haven’t seen this journal, I urge you to check it out. I attended the Gorey exhibition in Chicago that sparked the journal, and the story of its birth is an interesting one. As for my story, it’s a reprint that originally appeared back in aught-eight in a now-defunct print journal called The Willows. It’s a nasty little thing, influenced by both The Loathesome Couple and The Gilded Bat. When “The Doubtful Wonderland” was first published, I had this to say:
Our affection for Victoria’s England is passing strange, much of it based on an idealization that blithely ignores the squalor, moralizing, and inflexible class structure. Meanwhile, we smile and wink at its covert bawdiness, the antithesis of the 21st century’s cold parade of silicone and latex. My intent here was to offer a view of our Victorianomania taken to its logical conclusion, wherein little girls are rancid and old men, however kindly-seeming, have hearts of spite. I can only hope that you find yourself slightly revolted.
Promo card for Goreyesque at AWP
As it says on the tin:
Last night I got my contributor’s copies for the Twin Peaks-themed issue of Makeout Creek, and the issue’s a beaut. I’m grateful to everyone at Makeout Creek who made the issue happen, and particularly to Andrew Blossom, who edits thoughtfully, communicates thoroughly, and makes Richmond a better place.
The Big Bad II
Soon to be released to ravage the land, The Big Bad II is an anthology focusing on—you guessed it—monstrous and evil things. Edited by John G. Hartness and Emily Lavin Leverett for Dark Oak Press and Media, this anthology features stories from a wide range of authors working in F/SF/H. I was delighted when they took my short story, “Mercy’s Armistice,” and I’ll have more to say about the story down the road. The TOC:
Mercy’s Armistice – J. T. Glover
A Family Affair – Selah Janel
Old Nonna – Gail Z. Martin
Letters to Logroth – Jason Corner
Skippin’ Stones – S. H. Roddey
The Sea Witch – Kasidy Manisco
A Day in the Life – James R. Tuck
Overkill – Sara Taylor Woods
Voodooesque – Eden Royce
A Fitter Subject for Study – Sarah Joy Adams
Ghosts and Sands – Jay Requard
Teacher of the Year – Riley Miller
Feels Like Justice to Me – Edmund R. Schubert
Portrait of the Artist as a Psychopathic Man – Stuart Jaffe
The House on Cherry Hill – Emily Lavin Leverett
Sticks and Stones – Bobby Nash
Sweet Tooth – Nicole Givens Kurtz
Just Pretending – Linden Flynn
Phone Home – E. D. Guy
I Think of Snow – J. Matthew Saunders
Little Gods – Neal F. Litherland
Drawing Flame – Misty Massey
The Witch Hunter – M. B. Weston
The Cully – D. B. Jackson
…and for those of you who want this on release, here’s the Kindle preorder link.
Available later this year from finer purveyors of insanity-inducing fiction.
I am delighted to announce that “Pale Apostle,” a short story that Jesse Bullington and I co-authored, will be appearing in The Children of Old Leech. Scheduled for release in summer of 2014, the stories in this anthology take place in the world of Laird Barron‘s Old Leech mythology. I’ve previously had a thing or two to say about that, and so you’d be right in guessing that the story was an absolute thrill to write. The full table of contents is TBA, but I’ve started to see posts like this one popping up from Mike Griffin, Orrin Grey, and Jeffrey Thomas.
I’m grateful to editors Ross E. Lockhart and Justin Steele for including this piece, and to Jesse, who extended me the invitation to write the story together. It was my first time co-writing fiction in a very long while, and it was a giddy experience. We created something together that actually creeped me out at a few points during the writing, so I’m hoping it will work for readers.