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New interview’s live up at Curiouser and Curiouser.
New story, “Dedication,” up at Smokelong. It’s the first story for Short Story Month, too. So cool.
“Why I Write” is live at Stymie.
I lucked onto Adam Cesares’ Daily Grindhouse list.
Couple more places got ahold of Zombie Bake-Off in the most wonderful way: Booked Podcast and Chizine‘s Chioroscuro.
And, another interview’s live on Monday. Or, in a mag —…
by Matt Falvey, Jesse Wichterman, and Kathryn Soverane. and it’s got its own facebook page now. Novel’s out in paper June 12th, in digital all around May 12. Eagerly awaiting. Nervously awaiting. Excitedly waiting. Waiting with far too many adverbs.…
Just calling this post that because of the season. And because of course I love Hellbunny.
Anyway, I never did a write-up for how cool World Horror in Salt Lake City was. Got to meet Robert McCammon and have him sign my Boy’s Life (to my son), got see Ellen Datlow some more, got to hang out with Joe Lansdale again, and meet Karen, got to watch a movie Adam Blomquist had with him (The Blood on Satan’s Claw), got to meet Jonathan Martin (of “An Evening with My Comatose …
little list I made, up at Litreactor.
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New interview up, from Lance Olsen and Trevor Dodge’s Architectures of Possibility: After Innovative Fiction. Here.
New story up at Juked, my first one to feature Mr. Rod Serling: “Submitted for Your Approval.”
Piece of flash horror up at This Is Horror, “Evolution, 2:00am,” and it’s got the coolest illustration ever. But you got to click to see it.
Too, anybody remember that story (also from Juked) “Zombie Sharks with Metal …
Or, really, I guess it was Jason (Heller), Jesse (Bullington), and me. Last night at the Broadway Book Mall—Ron and Nina of Who Else books hosting us, Mario Acavedo moderating, all put together by Mike Hance. Not sure how many people showed up, but it was a standing-room-only kind of situation. Looked a lot like:
Too, anybody wanting the books we were signing last night—Taft 2012, The Enterprise of Death, Zombie Bake-Off (and probably the rest of our catalogues as well)—they&…
This was my first bookseller’s con. Surely not my last, now that I know these kind of goings-on actually go on. It was completely different from the cons and festivals I usually hit, too. For one, nobody was dressed like Data, or Boba Fett, and there were no remote-control robot fights or Bat’leth instruction sessions or zombie defense demonstrations, and there was nobody in steampunk hats or goggles. The name tags, though, they were galaxies better. Not that I’…
That’s a mouthful of a subject line, yes? No worries, though. In the actual interview, there’s zero internal rhyme. Unless that’s specifically what you’re looking for. In which situation there’s little to no rhyme at that particular station. Though there will be a lot of fashion.
And now my brain seriously hurts, trying to think of rhyme-words. It’s not my first calling. It’s not even my last resort. It’s more like my le…