Never been just all over Bukowski’s stuff — no real excuse, aside from lack of taste, I suppose — but this is about as good a poem-reading as I’ve heard/seen.
Too, like everybody’s been saying, yep, 3.75 million for a vampire trilogy. Or, like everybody’s been bemoaning? That too. Hopefully not because of ‘vampires,’ though, or ‘literary.’ I mean, this is the dream, right? So maybe the moaning is because of …
Man, except for re-hitting ReAnimator the other day — and maybe even including it — Behind the Mask: the Rise of Leslie Vernon is far and away the best horror I’ve seen all year. Best I’ve seen since Feast, really.* And Feast is that holy kind of good for me. The only time I plan on being this horror-movie happy anytime soon is come fall, when we get the sure-to-be-beautiful All the Boys Love Mandy Lane. Cannot wait for that one.** Though I do suspect IR…
or however those cows spell it. Anyway, the new & cool Bust Down the Door and Eat All The Chickens is out*. I’ve got a piece in it, Anthony Neil Smith does, Joey Goebel, and on and on (I’m guessing it’s just vanity or something that I put my name first, there — or, that I know how to type it just really really well).
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…*far & away the best title of any magazine ever. only contender, even, I think, would be Failbetter.
which is to say the Demon Theory trade paperback’s in the atmosphere. And, according to Amazon (or, the American link), it looks to have gone radioactive. Which I can’t say nearly as cool as The Firm said it, once and forever. 
Anyway, as to what-all’s different in this one, man, just too much to list here. It’s been re-proofed, re-typeset, just had all kinds of re-stuff done to it. For half the bucks, too.
Also, if you see Rain Taxi somewhere: new Demon T…
Couldn’t be happier: Asimov’s has picked up a story of mine, “do(this).” Lucky days. Out in . . . Well, it’s either a lot like or the direct opposite of what Sean Connery says in . . . I’m thinking it’s Highlander? Somebody asks him about something that happened, and he gets all reflective and flashbacky and says, with a little chin stroking, “Ah yes, that was in the past . . . ” (his Scottish ellipses). All of which is to s…
Good news, good news (wish I could say that in that wheezy, exuberant, already squinting because he’s about to be hit with a hat way Rosco P. Coltrane could). FC2‘s going to be publishing my novel Ledfeather. Couldn’t be happier. For me, it’s to Fast Red Road as Return of the Jedi was to Star Wars. 
But without the teddy bear picnic, of course. However, whereas with Fast I was really and consciously trying my best to undo the whole tradition of the novel, L…
As opposed to a ‘couple-three’ links, yeah. Which I’ve really always loved saying, but hated hearing.
Anyway, was digging through about 22,000 emails, and unearthed a couple of links I’d meant to post in here, like this:
- the illustration for that “Raphael” story. only one even half as cool’s the one Cemetery Dance (also) had done for that “Father, Son, Holy Rabbit”-one. but of course too I’m all romantica
As part of my quest to not write any reviews, either book or movie, I submit this by way just of suggestion: William J. Cobb‘s Goodnight, Texas (Unbridled Books, who, going by this, man, they produce some seriously clean books. And pretty too. If I’m not mistaken, they even commissioned the painting for the cover here. A press to watch, I’d say. Them and Dzanc and Chiasmus).
As for what I can say about it: I’d already committed this week to reworking thi…
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