Just from now until the beginning of Nanowrimo, I'm taking orders for my new collection, Ennui & Other States of Madness - at a discounted price. The trade paperback edition normally costs $19.95 and the signed, numbered limited edition (only 100 copies) is $50.
More information on the collection is available at: ENNUI: The website
If you buy it now through me between now and the 1st, I'll make it worth your while. The trade paperback will be $18 with free shipping. That's a four or five dollar savings. I've also added discounts with a foreign shipping price for overseas buyers. The limited will be $40 with free shipping. This is my gift in the hope I can introduce more of you to my writing.
The collection includes a novella (35,000 words) previously unpublished that is an excerpt from myh Nanowrimo novel GIDEON'S CURSE.
- Current Mood: creative
- Current Music:Gram Rabbit - The Devil's Playground
It all started when she winked at him Jesse was walking down the sidewalk, minding his own business. He glanced up. He had just enough time to raise his eyes from the low-cut dress to her eyes when it happened. She lowered one long, dark lash and winked suggestively. Then he was past, turning to look back, trying to catch a glimpse of her and to figure out what he should do.
In his haste, he walked straight into a lamp pole. He hit it face first, scraping his nose painfully, and all around him the roar of traffic shifted to laughter, then back again before he could clear his vision to see who thought it was funny. He scanned the crowd. A fat man in a baseball cap and overalls smiled And winked.
The man was almost past him before Jesse extricated himself from the pole and turned.
“Hey!” He shouted. “Hey you.”
The fat man didn’t turn. Jesse started after him, but the man turned at the corner and crossed. The light changed, and before Jesse could step out into the street, a bus ground to a halt, less than a foot in front of his face. He blinked.
“Jesus,” he muttered, “Where the hell did that come from?”
He glanced up. The driver held the door open with the long, jointed handle that swiveled. He shook his head. She smiled, winked, and before he could open his mouth, or move, the door swung closed and the bus lurched away from the curb. Jesse reeled back. When the bus had passed, he saw a woman with a baby in a stroller. She saw him staring, and frowned. Jesse looked down and the baby opened one eye very wide, and winked.
He turned away, ready to run, but as he spun he saw them. Old men, young women, girls and boys and bums, and as he met each gaze, they winked. Bold winks, lewd winks, shy winks, fluttering multi-winks. Jesse spun and darted into the crosswalk, not looking back, and not looking ahead. He kept his eyes to the pavement. Brakes squealed. He leaped to the side. A car came to rest inches from him. Just beyond the glass, the driver, a middle-aged, pasty-faced businessman smiled at him — and winked.
Jesse cut his hand on the glass, but it shattered. A moment later the jewel-like bits of safety glass showered his legs and his feet as he reached inside and took the man by the throat.
He saw them through the opposite window, leering, smiling, staring in shock, winking, winking WINKING.
He slammed the man’s head on the steering wheel. Then again, and again. With each pounding stroke, he screamed. At first he was too angry to be coherent, but by the time the police arrived and they dragged him away from the car and the pulpy mess that had once been the driver’s head, they could make it out. Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
They cuffed him and tossed him into the back of the squad car. Downtown, the booked him. As they walked him back to a holding cell, he passed the visitor’s room. Inside he saw a big, bald man with thick, pale lips and dead eyes. On the near side of the glass, a woman sat, talking into a phone. She hung up and rose. She turned to Jesse, but she didn’t even look up. He stopped, fighting the two officers dragging him along.
“It’s her!” he cried. “God damn it, it’s her! She’s the one who started it. She’s the one who…”
The billy club came down hard on his temple, and the world went black.
When he came to, he was lying on a cot. There was a single bare bulb dangling far over head. He shook his head gently, but even that small motion hurt. Slowly, Jesse sat up, and as his sight cleared, he saw that he wasn’t alone. He slid his gaze up the huge, bulking form of the bald man with the dead eyes. As Jesse tried to press himself back through the brick wall - the big man curled his lip in a near smile — and winked.
For More Free Flash Fiction Goodness from my archive: THE NecronomICON
- Current Mood: creative
The Not Quite Right Reverend Cletus J. Diggs and the Currently Accepted Habits of Nature is due to the publisher this week...WOOT. There are a very few copies left at the horror mall...
If you buy certain books from Camelot books, the limited set of three chapbooks by myself and Brian A. Hopkins are free gifts just now. There are only 300 signed and numberd sets...so act fast!
Until next update..
The contract is in for Trish and I's Stargate Atlantis novel, so the writing will start VERY soon. Have realized our title was actually fitting for the very first proposal shot we sent in - which transformed. Brimstone and Salt may not have any direct connection now...hmmm
More information, backstories, excerpts, etc. are live at http://ennui.macabreink.com - where I am putting up information to help convince you all you must read my new collection, Ennui & Other States of Madness
I actually got paid GOOD MONEY for poetry, which will appear in a Halloween themed poetry antho edited by Al Sarrantonio in the near future. Will wonders never cease?
The link to sign up and read along as I write THE LEDGER is http://nanobook.macabreink.com - you will need to register. Registered users will be able to read PRIVATE posts. The rest of the world will only see the occasional non-private post that I've put up to lure in more readers. The fun starts in November.
My novel VINTAGE SOUL - which also has it's own site, chock full and continuing to grow, dedicated to hints and techniques for writing novels, particularly during Nanowrimo. http://vintagesoul.macabreink.com
And don't forget that most of my posts - thoughts - updates - etc. appear now at: http://www.macabreink.com
See you all over.
- Current Mood: cranky
- Current Music:IRS Hold music (thus the cranky)
Anyway... Trish and I got final approval on our Stargate Atlantis outline. We'll b egin work on "Brimstone and Salt" when the contracts are finalized and signed...looking forward to it.
I've decided to work on a novel tentatively titled "The Ledger" during Nanowrimo this year. As I have done every year, I'll be having a read-along, but this time it's different. I found the Yahoo e-mail groups very clunky. This time out I created a WordPress blog on my site where readers can register to read private posts. That blog is there only for the read-along group. I'll post the chapters as I write them, each chapter will have it's own set of comments and discussion - thee will be prizes and giveaways, as in previous years. This year the text will be cleaner and better formatted, and the discussions will be open all along, because they aren't going to pop into anyone's e-mail and irritate them.
For those who like the e-mail, of course, there is the rss. feed, which serves that purpose nicely.
My collection, ENNUI & OTHER STATES OF MADNESS is available now. You can order it directly from the publisher or at The Horror Mall The limited and lettered editions will be out soon - and there is still time to register to win the hand-made leather-bound edition and the antique bullseye lantern. 350 plus pages of fiction, and the trade paperback is signed - only $19.95. Ordert today!
Hope to see some of you signed up to read along as I write "The Ledger".
- Current Mood: creative
- Current Music:Blues Clues
You are really REALLY getting near to not having a chance to read and buy this book. It is sold out at the publishers. The book is being printed. There are a VERY few copies left at THE HORROR MALL AT THIS LINK. Just to entice you further, you are also still not too late (though you could be at any moment when I hear the books are in and ready to ship) to pre-order the title and be in the drawing for THIS amazing, one-of-a-kind literary marvel…
How can you not want it on your bookshelf?
Read the entire post at: www.macabreink.com
- Current Mood: accomplished
- Current Music:Kids playing
For your enjoyment, a photo of a house that is REALLY Hill House...the guy's name was Hill...
- Current Mood: amused
On this site you'll find that Chris Baty and I cooked up a deal. Prior Nanowrimo participants can order my upcoming book (written during Nano) at a ten percent discount. Those who completed the challenge can get 20% off. Every book that sells an additional five percent goes to Nanowrimo's charity drive. There's info on the book, ordering information, and more to come on the site. Drop by!
- Current Mood: accomplished
- Current Mood: artistic
- Current Music:Cooling Fans...headed for Pandora