This is Part V in this series, this digest, this stack of screencaps. The first four parts are here: one, two, three, and four.
Let’s hit it:
Is the truck longer in the audio? David James Keaton was saying so. Could be.
Always great to be in Rebecca’s classroom—thank you:
Via Theo, who’s maybe in a previous installment of this?
This is a gospel that needs spreading: “necessity.”
And, I think Mallory, in boots, was in the “IV” of these? But, a quick change of footwear and locale, and:
And, Instagram, had completely forgot to scrape Instagram for Mongrels stuff. Thanks, Jacey:
And, werewolf readers are completists. Proud to be on this shelf:
Got to talk to Robert last night at Wild Detectives. Cool dude:
And, to be alongside DFW? That’ll work:
Also? There’s new DFW? Or, DFW I don’t know about? I’ll read tennis-stuff just to get lost in his sentences, I mean. Heck, I might would read golf stuff. Cooking stuff. Beer stuff.
And, here’s a dog that’s definitely been in this series before. It’s the dog of some friends here in Boulder. In the other pic the dog looks possibly dead or tranquilized, though. Here, it’s either alive or mounted, and I’m thinking alive, most likely, though I don’t want to deny what might be some excellent taxidermy:
And, can’t unzoom enough to get the Mongrels cover in this one—whole article’s here—but this is kind of my dream tag-cloud:
Talking tag-clouds too, here’s where Mongrels falls with Amazon:
And here’s where Mongrels falls with enchiladas:
At least I think that’s an enchilada plate. Possibly related: I wouldn’t mind an enchilada about right now.
And, let’s hit Litsy on the dial, as it’s been awhile:
There’s some of those earlies still floating around. Cool. Though—and somebody already asked me this in some city—there is one vital difference between this and the final version. But I can’t talk about it without SPOILING EVERYTHING. So: trust me? Something’s fried in the ARC. Sorry, LiteraryLona. Hope it’s still fun anyway?
It has been a cool May. And, that’s John Horner Jacobs accidentally in the lower portion of that screen cap. Click on “Books” around these parts, find my write-up of his Southern Gods. Heck, I’ll just link it.
And, The Fireman and Hex are far away the two books Mongrels has been snapped with the most, I’d say:
Very cool to be there with Brian Evenson, too. Anybody even in the same bookstore with his stuff is lucky. To be on the same shelf? You probably cheated to get there. Faked it, like I do.
And, by the by: Cameron Pierce—he of the cat pillow (couch?), above—is one of my editors. I know some people say “ex-editor,” but that never feels right to me. Like, once someone’s been my editor, I always consider them my editor.
And, Mongrels’ second appearance in the Wall Street Journal, I guess:
Note how real werewolves, they skulk around at the edge of the crowd, always ready to bolt, to bite. Here‘s the where on that giallo pack.
Also, at this late hour it strikes me that the yellow “howl” in the middle of Google, it’s probably some Mongrels promotion—think?
With a dab of blood towards the middle, of course, as this IS werewolves.