Too, that “monkey torture” — thanks to Carolyn for suggesting YouTube — it’s (t)here. And, talking Lindsay Ballard — this is kind of from the podcast — that alien race, they’re the Kobali, of course, from the “Ashes to Ashes” episode of Star Trek Voyager. Which I know because I’m cool. As to why I love it, though, that’s complicated, but completely understandable.
Here’s the whole ballot. Some pretty steep competition, I’d say:
SUPERIOR ACHIEVEMENT IN LONG FICTION
“Hallucigenia” by Laird Barron (The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction)
“Graffiti” by Jason Brannon (Winds of Change)
“Winds of Change” by Jason Brannon (Winds of Change)
“The Ballad of Road Mama and Daddy Bliss” by Gary Braunbeck (Destinations Unknown)
Failure by John Everson (Delirium)
Mama’s Boy by Fran Friel (Insidious Reflections)
Then Comes the Child by Christopher Fulbright and Angeline Hawkes (Carnifex Press)
Bloodstained Oz by Christopher Golden and James A. Moore (Earthling Publications)
“The Muldoon” by Glen Hirshberg (American Morons)
“Raphael” by Stephen Graham Jones (Cemetery Dance)
Take The Long Way Home by Brian Keene (Necessary Evil Press)
“Dark Harvest” by Norman Partridge (Cemetery Dance)
The Colour Out of Darkness by John Pelan (Cemetery Dance)
All week. Guest bloggery, interview, discussion, podcast. Should be a good time. Click the banner to go to the place:
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Benson: only the good die young
Cheers: have a good life
“You oughtta know”: grammies
bball–23 sick and scoring 55 or whatever
rockford: 50 people tell you you’re drink, maybe you oughtta lie down
uncle jesse: only one way to go down a hill. STRAIGHT down.
tasha yar: going back
chrissy to jack: save air in elevator, one nostril
pop-up video: bob seger, Screentime
seeing myself on tv: scott, rabies
Everytime I search Amazon, I always end up falling into this maze of lists, each opening to more and more. And I find some cool stuff in there, thought I’d take a stab at a couple myself.
And yeah, that Slasher 101 one really should be a ‘guide,’ but I clicked on making one of those and, man, they’re set up to let somebody write a real and true article. Which, for someone addicted to lists, isn’t nearly as fun. Granted, you don’t get as many characters/words to play with in Listmania, but that kind of keeps me from burning too much time on them too, time which I specifically, right now, need (started another novel yesterday, kind of).
Man, turns out Only Revolutions, at 360 pages, was an easy read, yeah? I mean, as compared to three million pages. But it is Richard Grossman, so maybe three million pages is just the right amount [ see below ]. As some of y’all know, I’m always pushing that seventy-page sentence fragment from his The Book of Lazarus as maybe the most beautiful piece of prose in the English language (like I know any other languages — it just sounds ‘grand’ to qualify it like that, I guess). At least that piece of writing which I’m most jealous of. Anyway, cue the trumpets, here’s the blockquote:
Looks like Amazon has me having a hand in a couple of books I only wish I’d had a hand in:
Don’t guess I’ll be getting any checks for them, though. Anyway, just to clarify, this Stephen Jones, he’s pretty much an institution in the horror world, not just some hunger artist like me, trying to see over the fence. Really, he’s the reason I use my middle name. Otherwise, these kinds of mistakes would happen just a lot more than they do.