Category: SGJ

Back in 2005 or so, I was under contract to write a sequel to All the Beautiful Sinners for Rugged Land — they’re gone now, but they were hot for a while, and produced some gorgeous books, and, as far as I know, did the first ever serious book trailer, too (For Henry’s List of Wrongs) — and it was supposed to be a sequel, this “Seven Spanish Angels,” a title I was of course ripping off, but also, it was a title that I felt would keep me honest. Becuase, I mean, you …

Some of you’ll remember a bit ago, before the hack, the crash, the switch to another host, I posted a cool excerpt by Pablo D’Stair (which the hack/crash ate, refused to spit back up, and I couldn’t figure how to get a remade version back in-line with the rest, which sucks, but that’s not why I’m here, now, talking about Pablo).  Or some of you may have the installment of Predicate we did together, and which I’m still tangled up in in my head, in the best way. Or you may remember just a c…

The Fast Red Road—A Plainsong is a gleeful, two-fisted plundering of the myth and pop- culture surrounding the American Indian. It is a novel fueled on pot fumes and blues, a surreal pseudo-Western, in which imitation is the sincerest form of subversion. Indians, cowboys, and outlaws are as changeable as their outfits; horses are traded for Trans-Ams, and men are as likely to strike poses from Gunsmoke as they are from Custer’s last stand. Pidgin, the half-blood pr…

Why I use my middle name? Aside from how classy it makes me sound? And aside from the fact that everywhere I go, there’s already six or ten Stephen Joneses at the hotel or in the directory or on the waiting list for a table? It’s mostly this guy, the first/real Stephen Jones, who, as bad luck would have it, was already somebody in the horror field by the time I started out:

I get a lot of his mail, yeah, and finally ran into him at WHC14, in Portland:

Also, I’m not this …

Just a rough list of the e-book issues I can think of. And, I should say up top here that I’m pretty much addicted to my Kindle. So this isn’t an attack on e-books (which — a lot of of those are taking the form of nostalgia, right? like when we went from cassettes to CDs?). At the same time, I see nothing wrong with the already-proven technology of the paper book; I’m fairly addicted to them as well. And, yes, a lot of times this pro/con argument, it’s eviling …

I can’t imagine I’ve actually remembered every book I’m in, so, if you find one missing, let me know, I’ll see what I can get done. And, these aren’t journals/mags/zines, just anthology-types. And craft books. And annuals/best-of-the-year stuff.

Because this is a “gallery,” that means that when there’s not enough images to fill a row, these bottom one or two covers will balloon up to fill the space. So, they’re j…

seven spanish angels

Life isn’t easy in El Paso, Texas. Neither is death. Caught between them is crime-scene tech in-training Marta Villarreal, trying to work a case that may very well be her last. And she’s having to work it without her assigned homicide escort, who’s also kind of her boyfriend, and would look a lot more innocent if he would just come in, answer some questions about all these dead girls. Have the Juarez murders come north of the border now, o…

Jones: PEN OR PENCIL?
SGJ: I can’t really handle how loud pencils are.

Jones: HOW FAST CAN YOU TYPE?
SGJ: Can’t quite hit the 220wpm Philip K Dick was supposed to. But I plan on living longer, too.

Jones: WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE X-FILES EPISODE?
SGJ: “Jose Chung’s Little Green Men”

Jones: WHY WRITE?
SGJ: Because I can’t help it.

Jones: THREE MOST IMPORTANT NOVELS OF THE 20th CENTURY?
SGJ: Catch-22, Deliverance, and White Hotel.

Jon…

it came from the back of the book

There are borders and then there are borders. Between right and wrong. Between Texas and Mexico. The first is a joke to Dodd Raines, the second a payday. Then there’s the borders he’s made. Between himself and his estranged daughter, the border patrol agent. Between himself and his one-time employers. And there’s another border, one he cares about even less than the Rio Grande: the border between life and death. Used to, the shadow Dodd Raines ca…

from the back of the book :

These thirteen stories are our own lives, inside out. A boy’s summer romance doesn’t end in that good kind of heartbreak, but in blood. A girl on a fishing trip makes a friend in the woods who’s exactly what she needs, except then that friend follows her back to the city. A father hears a voice through his baby monitor that shouldn’t be possible, but now he can’t stop listening. A woman finds out that the shipwreck wasn…