The first three parts of this are here: one, two, three.
And this part? Starts with “Rainy Day Book Porn,” of course:
Which—those are some books Mongrels hasn’t shown up by yet. Cool.
And, lest we forget the audio version:
And, what’s weird, and maybe even unnecessary? To screen cap your (my) own (Whataburger) post instead of just uploading it straight from my camera roll:
(trick is, it all sizes better if it’s screencaps)
And, man, this is one of the cooler places to be: a BookPeople shopping basket:
And, if you can read half while waiting for a cab, then all you need’s a bit longer to burn through the whole thing:
And here’s some good while-reading gear. And post-reading. And pre-reading. Also, I feel I should maybe say: the designer (Figbar Lonesome—another early reader) is getting any and all funds from this. Me: nothing. Just supercool shirts:
Or, I should say: supercool shirts about to be worn by one of my editors—the dude behind This is Horror.
And, don’t know I ever finally make it to Magnum PI-land. But at least Darren and Libby and a certain punk kid have:
( that’s Bojan Lewis, Simon Ortiz, and Karen Clark )
And, some wolves, they sneak up behind you . . .
Cool to be in there with Paul Tremblay, too. If you don’t know his name already, you will when Disappearance at Devil’s Rock hits the shelves (soon, here).
And here’s . . . is this my first screen cap from family? Might be:
Not meaning to call anybody out or anything . . .
And here’s a before/after—DJK sees Mongrels on the shelves, we skip a lot of steps, and now the cat’s eaten his brain and is using the book as a body pillow, to aid digestion:
Another before/after: RGA thinks it’s going to be a normal drive home with Mongrels, skip a few steps, and Gary Paulson’s abducted him into the woods, and, in a gross misread of a Jack London story, is about to use to the novel’s pages to start a fire:
And, so, so cool—Mongrels alongside three writers I know and respect, one of whom was my student once upon a time:
Well, I guess there’s one monster in there I can’t claim to know.
And here’s one from when Mongrels was one day old:
Did y’all know I went to UNT? Yep. That was me.
And, this—this means so much. Thank you, Kurt Dinan:
And here, from all the way back in April, is another impossibly cool tweet:
“As if STEVE EARLE wrote a werewolf novel”? Wow. Over and over.
And, April, that was long before I’d seen a final copy. Also, Natalie Diaz got an early one as well:
And, remember the snapshot at the top of the second installment of this? The werewolf reading Mongrels? Here’s Ross Helford, doing it without the mask:
And, the one continuous thing through these last couple of weeks, for me, it’s been triple-meat, well-done Whataburgers with ketchup only, and bacon. Which Max Booth III maybe understands:
And . . . will keep doing this as long as cool stuff keeps showing up, I figure. Kind of fun, really. Thanks, everyone.