When The World Keeps Running Down…

The Huffington Post has a new interview with me, in which I discuss why horror is more popular than ever, J.F. Gonzalez’s passing, recent support from Stephen King, influences, the origins of GHOUL, writing for media properties, forthcoming books, and more. Read it here.

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In the Huffington Post interview, I talk a bit about PRESSURE, a new novel I have coming out next year from Macmillan. This marks my return to mainstream publishing, something I’ve avoided since Dorchester/Leisure. Here is the publisher’s description:

Off the coast of tropical Mauritius, an ecological catastrophe with global implications is occurring. The ocean’s floor is collapsing at a rapid rate. World-champion free diver and marine biologist Carrie Anderson joins a scientific expedition determined to discover the cause-and how to stop it. But what they uncover is even more horrific. Deep beneath the surface, something is awake. Something hungry. Something…cold. Now, the pressure builds as Carrie and her colleagues must contend with the murderous operatives of a corrupt corporation, an unnatural disaster that grows bigger by the day, and a monstrous predator that may spell the extinction of all mankind.

Jaws meets Alien in this hot new thriller from bestselling author and World Horror Grandmaster Award winner Brian Keene. Pressure is the perfect summer read for fans of Michael Crichton and Douglas Preston.

The trade hardcover is up for pre-order. Click here to reserve your copy.

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Nickolaus Pacione is a mentally unstable, racist homophobe from Morris, IL who lives (mostly) unsupervised in his dead grandparent’s basement. Over the last 15 years he has terrorized, stalked, abused, harassed, and threatened over five dozen professionals in our field — mostly women — as well as a number of minors. Threats have included kidnapping one author’s children, destroying the school of another author’s child, and laughable attempts at extortion and blackmail.

Despite the fact that dozens of individuals have lodged complaints with his local police department — the Grundy County Sheriff’s Office — and despite the fact that law enforcement agencies in at least three states have filed reports with them, local authorities continue to ignore Mr. Pacione’s behavior — including provable criminal acts which have been well-documented.

I recently asked them why via their Facebook page. As you can see, despite over 200 Likes from both local residents and those Pacione has terrorized from afar, and despite several other professionals speaking in the comments section about the abuse they’ve personally suffered from Pacione over the years, the Sheriff’s department has yet to respond. Maybe more people will have to ask them via Facebook. Or, if you don’t have Facebook, their phone number is (815) 942-0336.

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Apparently, 30 episodes in, some of you are still unaware that I have a weekly podcast. You can find out more about it here. This past week’s show included an in-depth interview with Edward Lee and my thoughts on the Culture Wars, among other things.

The Testimony of the San People Concerning Meeble: The Lost Chapter of LIBRA NIGRUM SCIENTIA SECRETA

By now, those who purchased LIBRA NIGRUM SCIENTIA SECRETA by myself and J.F. Gonzalez have had a chance to read it (if not, there are 1 or 2 copies here). And they know that most of the back story in our mythoi has now been filled in. What they probably don’t know is that there is a chapter missing from the book. See more, after the cut. Continue reading

BRIAN KEENE IN A KILT

I’ve got a lot of love for Armand Rosamilia and Mark Tufo. Both of them are fellow writers. Both of them are fellow network mates on the Project iRadio network (they host the Arm n Toof podcast). And both of them are supporting a charity that is near and dear to my heart.

Mark and Armand have taken it upon themselves to help raise money for Scares That Care. You can see all the prizes and goals on their Go Fund Me page. Of note — if they reach $2,500, I will wear a kilt at next year’s Scares That Care Weekend III.

CLICK HERE TO DONATE. Even if it’s only a dollar, you’ll be helping the charity. And you’ll be that much closer to seeing me in a kilt. Which has to look better than me in a dress, right?

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On Diversity, the Approaching Maelstrom, Delayed Books, and More

I pay for and order 30 books for Lifetime Subscribers. 20 books arrive, 10 of which are damaged. I order 20 more (10 to replace the damaged ones and the 10 I was shortchanged on). They arrive, 7 of which are damaged. I order more. Which is how I pretty much spent last week.

I’m working on manuscript reviews for people this week, and also answering questions for an interview with The Huffington Post (I suspect they think I’m somebody else). And somewhere in between those two things, polishing the last five chapters of a novel. I’ve also got a 7-year old starting second grade this week and a 24-year old who seems to have inherited his father’s knack for crashing his car into various things and walking away. So yeah, busy.

In fact, I’m so overwhelmed that I’m letting Dave and Coop do a solo show on the podcast this week. What could possibly go wrong?

(I’ll still be on the podcast however, in the second half, which is a prerecorded interview I conducted with Sephera Giron. All of this madness airs Thursday night at 7pm).

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I teased this on Twitter last night, but here it is in writing. The third book in this year’s Maelstrom set is THE DAUGHTERS OF INANNA, an anthology featuring four original novellas by Chesya Burke, Rachel Deering, Amber Fallon, and Livia Llewellyn. The table of contents is as follows:

Musings of a Middle-Aged White Guy: An Introduction – Brian Keene
Husk – Rachel Deering
The One That Comes Before – Livia Llewellyn
Cut. Pour. – Chesya Burke
The Terminal – Amber Fallon

“But Brian,” some nitwit is shouting from the back, “if we’ve reached true diversity within the horror genre, then why publish an anthology with only women? That doesn’t seem fair. Why no men? Why only women?” Well, because I’m Brian Keene, and because I felt like it. I’m not an SJW any more than I am a Sad Puppy (I see the two as different sides of the same coin), but I don’t need to be one to champion diversity and new voices in my field. Diversity should be supported by all, regardless of your political affiliation or any other identifier. I’m lucky enough to have some power and a voice in this field, and I think I have a pretty good track record of drawing attention to things I believe in. In this case, I believe in these four authors, all of whom have delivered four horrifying, gut wrenching novellas that were informed by their unique perspectives and their own individual voices — and that is what good fiction is made of.

For new readers, Maelstrom is my own imprint at Thunderstorm Books. Each year, we publish a signed, limited edition three book set targeted at collectors and fans of my work. Each year, one of the books is by an author I think my audience will enjoy, because this is a great way to introduce them to that author and convince them to spend money on that author. This year, it just happens to be four authors instead of one.

Pre-orders are coming soon. You have about one month to set aside some money.

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But if expensive collectible editions aren’t your bag, my latest collection, WHERE WE LIVE AND DIE, came out last week in paperback, Kindle, and Nook. It’s a collection of fictional stories about writing. It is not, however, any sort of writer’s guide or reference book. I’ve seen some folks online comparing it to Laymon’s A WRITER’S TALE or King’s ON WRITING, and while I appreciate the sentiment, folks looking for something like that will be disappointed. (However…I am, in fact, working on what I guess could be considered my A WRITER’S TALE. It’s a memoir I started for my sons, but quickly realized it would be for a lot more people than just them).

Click here to buy the paperback.

Click here to download to Kindle.

Click here to download to Nook.

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Armand Rosamilia did a short interview with me for his podcast. You can listen to it for free here. It was recorded at this year’s Scares That Care charity horror convention.

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Myself, Joe Hill, Mary SanGiovanni, Christopher Golden, Sarah Langan, Paul Tremblay, and many more will be signing this October at the Merrimack Valley Halloween Book Festival in North Andover, MA. Complete details can be found here.

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Some folks have been asking when they’ll see ALL DARK, ALL THE TIME (the follow-up to BLOOD ON THE PAGE and the second volume in The Complete Short Fiction of Brian Keene series). This year, I promise.

The hold up is me. J.F. Gonzalez wrote me a really sweet and funny introduction for it, and then he passed away a short time later, and I just haven’t had the emotional fortitude to go back and re-read it and edit the book and put it out there yet. You can either dig that, or you can’t.

But yes, sooner or later, I’ll look at it, and it will be published by December, I’m sure.

WHERE WE LIVE AND DIE On Sale Now

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With them, we live and die.

Since his earliest stories, Brian Keene has deconstructed the mystique of the writing life. Isolation, relationships lost, long hours, inconsistent paychecks, and professional heartbreak are all part of the job. Keene has unflinchingly laid bare the realities of the full-time writer.

WHERE WE LIVE AND DIE collects Brian Keene’s best stories about writing, including his metafictional ghost story masterpiece “The Girl on the Glider,” a glimpse of Adam Senft (from Keene’s DARK HOLLOW and GHOST WALK) in Hell, and more.

WHERE WE LIVE AND DIE is a masterful collection by a Grandmaster of Horror and a fictional guidebook for the working writer.

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Important Things, and Thing Less Important

Welcome to this week’s Blog entry. I am house-sitting for my second ex-wife, which means this is being typed in my former office, the place where I wrote everything from the final draft of DARK HOLLOW to the first chapter of ENTOMBED. You can see what it used to look like in DEMONSTRATION OF THE DEAD (free to watch on YouTube). It doesn’t look like that anymore. These days it’s just an empty concrete bunker, devoid of all books and furniture. But there’s still a lot of creative energy inside, as evidenced by how much I’ve gotten done over the last few days.

I still feel bad about missing the Lewisburg Literary Festival, but on the plus side, I’m pretty much recovered, and I have to reluctantly agree with the doctor. I think another trip so close to the others would have probably done me in. That’s something to keep in mind when I start setting up next year’s signings and appearances.

While I was recovering, another immediate family member went into the hospital late last week for similar reasons. That person is recovering now, as well, but it was just another reminder of genetics, and the things we carry with us, and what is important, and what is less important. And time. Everything these days comes down to time.

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This Thursday, electronic artist Xander Harris will be playing at The Chameleon Club in Lancaster, PA. Xander should be no stranger to my readers and fans. His well-received debut album, URBAN GOTHIC, was based on/inspired by my novel of the same name.

I’ll be at the show (barring anyone else dying or going to the hospital) , as will my podcast co-host Dave “Meteornotes” Thomas. If you’re close to Lancaster, please consider coming to hang out. Cover charge is only five bucks. I may even buy you a drink. Or you can buy me one. Or we’ll buy them for each other. Here’s all the event details.

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This month’s issue of Locus has remembrances of Tom Piccirilli by myself, Nick Mamatas, Ed Gorman, Linda Addison, and Jack Haringa. It’s not available online. Only on newsstands and in bookstores.

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Publisher’s Weekly gave a starred review to the forthcoming SEIZE THE NIGHT, a vampire anthology edited by Christopher Golden which I have a new story in. They said one of the highlights is “Brian Keene’s restrained, heart-wrenching The Last Supper, in which a vampire’s loneliness eclipses his need to feed in a plague-devastated world.” This makes me happy, because it’s a personal story for me, and I put a lot into it.

The book is available in paperback and digital this October. You can pre-order it here.

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I’m told that my new novel KING OF THE BASTARDS (co-written with Steven Shrewsbury) is doing very well in its first few weeks of release. It’s available now in paperback, Kindle, Nook, Kobo, etc. Click here to purchase.

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That’s all until next week. Podcast to record. Manuscripts to mail. Books to sign and mail. Things to write. People to spend time with and tell them I love them. Do the same for yourself and the people who you love this week. You might not get a chance later.

What Comes With Autumn – with Faith No More, New Book Announcements, and Others

Three old men at a metal show.

Three old men at a metal show.

Three Blog entries three weeks in a row, with a few breaking news announcements interspersed between them. It’s like the Hail Saten days again, and suddenly I’m feeling nostalgic…

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Last Sunday, my oldest son David, Coop, our friend Tomo, and I saw Faith No More at Merriweather. We ended up in the front row just a few feet from the stage. FNM is my all-time favorite band. It was wonderful to share the experience of possibly seeing them for the last time with two of my best friends and one of my sons.

This is how close we were.

This is how close we were.

It was also an exercise in aging. The last time I saw Faith No More (in the 90s) I had joints for my friends. This time, I had Advil, which both Coop and I took in advance just so we’d be able to move. The last time I saw Faith No More, the only thing on my mind (other than enjoying the show) was meeting girls. This time, it was whether or not my fading vision would hold up against the stage lights. Tomo’s concern was whether his bad hip would up up against standing for so long. Coop’s concern was whether his bad shoulder would hold up against any potential moshing or pogoing. And David’s concern was that he wouldn’t meet any girls because he was stuck babysitting three middle-aged men, all of whom are looking at fifty looming in the headlights.

Turns out David didn’t have to worry. We met the girls for him. Special hello to Dawn who is wise like an owl, and her girlfriend whose name I can’t remember. And another shout out to Mike (?) and his wife, who recognized me and came up after the show and said hello, and thus afforded David his first public glimpse of “My Dad is somebody other than my Dad”.

The show itself? Easily one of the Top Three best concerts I’ve ever attended. Refused were the opener, and they were phenomenal. And Faith No More has never sounded better or tighter. They looked like they were having fun, and that feeling was infectious among the crowd. This tour has featured a different set list every night. We got “The Real Thing” for an opener, followed by “Land of Sunshine”, “Caffeine”, and fifteen more beloved songs both old and new, including “RV”, which they haven’t played live in the U.S. since 1993. The crowd sang along with them all.

I left the show feeling happy and good and at peace with the autumn I find myself surrounded by.

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Other than the concert, I’ve been taking it easy, as per doctor’s orders (and in truth, I took it easy during the concert, as well. Before the encore, my body told me to sit down or it was going to drop me. So I listened to my body and headed for the back of the stadium). Taking it easy is defined as not writing more than 8 hours per day, and getting in an evening walk, and trying not to stress over the insane amount of things I’m behind on or have failed to finish up as of yet. Thanks to everyone who asked last week, or sent well-wishes. I still feel terribly guilty about canceling my upcoming appearance at the Lewisburg Literary Festival, and I hope to make it up to you next time it comes around.

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Cruelty Of Autumn FinalHere is the cover for THE CRUELTY OF AUTUMN. It’s a new short story collection and one of the books that will be included in this year’s Maelstrom set from Thunderstorm Books. As with some of the titles from previous year’s sets, it will only be available as a Maelstrom hardcover, and will never be reprinted.

For new readers, Maelstrom is my own publishing imprint, specializing in signed, limited edition hardcovers produced for the collectible market. Each year, it features two books by me and one by an author I think more folks should be reading. Previous years have included Kelli Owen, John Goodrich, John Urbancik, Sarah Pinborough, and more. This year’s set will feature four authors, all female, all fantastic, and all of whom will be announced shortly.

The fact that I’m posting this teaser means that you should start setting aside the funds for this year’s set now. As I said, full details will be announced soon, but I believe this year’s set is going to be very much in demand.

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WHERE WE LIVE AND DIE, another new collection, will go on sale later this month from Lazy Fascist Press. I could tell you about the book, but why do that when you can read the cover description for yourself? (Althought, do note, this might get tweaked a bit before publication).

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In case you were under a rock last week, my friends and I made a short film called FAST ZOMBIES SUCK and put it on the internet for free. Click here to watch it. If you like it, please consider leaving a comment and sharing the link with friends.

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Also, reminders that my new novel KING OF THE BASTARDS (co-written with Steven Shrewsbury) is on sale now in paperback and digital. And if you’re an X-Files fan, I’ve contributed a new story to THE X-FILES: TRUST NO ONE, also on sale now.

THE X-FILES: TRUST NO ONE – On Sale Now

download We all want to believe. The truth is still out there. The X-Files have been reopened.

IDW Publishing and series creator Chris Carter have authorized new investigations into the weird, the strange, and the mysterious. New York Times Bestseller and multiple Bram Stoker Award-winner Jonathan Maberry brings together some of today’s top storytellers, including Brian Keene, Tim Lebbon, Kevin J. Anderson, Max Allan Collins, and many more for a series of all-new X-Files. Scully and Mulder continue their journey into darkness as they face aliens, monsters, shadow governments, and twisted conspiracies.

In stores now. CLICK HERE TO ORDER.

DEAR ROSE: An Open Letter to a Fan I Met This Weekend (with stuff for the rest of you, too)

Joe Ripple and I, sending regards to our biggest fan.

Joe Ripple and I sending regards to our biggest fan.

So, like I said last week, I intend to start Blogging here regularly again, because Tumblr is a cesspool filled with nitwits on both sides of the political aisle, and I am too old for that shit.

Hi. I’m Brian Keene. Here’s this week’s Blog. I’ll be talking about the possible small heart attack I had on Saturday, and new book releases, and a regretfully cancelled upcoming appearance, and how the premiere of my new film, FAST ZOMBIES SUCK, went, and some other stuff.

But first, I’d like to talk to Rose.

The rest of you indulge me for a moment.

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I met a lot of awesome readers and fans at this past weekend’s 2nd Annual Scares That Care Weekend, a charity horror convention which took place in Williamsburg, Virginia. (And yes, there will be a third one next year). There was Tom, who is my age, and shipping off to Afghanistan soon, leaving behind his loved ones, and doing it without complaint because that’s what he promised to do when he enlisted. There was Syko, whose name I spelled incorrectly when I signed his books. There was the young couple who I met in the bar on Thursday night (whose names I regretfully can’t remember) who were nervous and excited and absolutely wonderful, and laughed with delight when I called their family member (also a fan) and wished him a happy birthday. And the couple who drove down from New Jersey whose names I also can’t remember (the guy wore an Opeth shirt). And these folks were just the tip of the iceberg. So many great and wonderful people stopped by during the weekend, and I appreciate them all.

But it is you, Rose, who stayed in my head during the six-hour drive home last night, and who has remained in my thoughts ever since. I don’t know your last name, and I don’t know if you’re on social media, and I don’t know how else to reach you, so I’m resorting to this. I apologize in advance for using this method, but I’m pretty sure I’ll keep your identity secret despite this public letter.

When you came up to my table, I saw the nervousness in your stance and your body language, and heard it in your voice. When you told me you suffered from agoraphobia, I was absolutely blown away. I can only imagine what attending a convention is like for you, especially inside the dealer or celebrity rooms, where masses of people are pressed together like cattle in chutes, and the cacophony of raised voices seems to batter at you from all sides.

Except that, as I told you, I don’t have to imagine it, because I get pretty anxious in such situations myself. I’m able to flip my “ON” switch — to transform into the public Brian Keene, rather than my real self, and cope with it long enough for everyone to have a good time, but yeah… when it’s all over, I need to go somewhere quiet and sit by myself and be alone and not talk for a long while.

The fact that you braved all that, and came out to support the charity — a charity that is near and dear to my heart — means the world to me. You have my absolute respect and admiration, and I would really be delighted to send you some more signed books. Email me at briankeene@live.com so we can make that happen. And to weed out the pinheads who will say they are you just to get books, tell me the location of that quiet spot I pointed out to you — because that’s our secret, known only to us (and maybe also to author Kelli Owen and my podcast co-host Dave “Meteornotes” Thomas).

Seriously, Rose. You rock. You touched me, and your grace and determination are something I won’t forget (and that’s saying something, because my memory ain’t what it used to be. I’ve apparently met author Armand Rosamilia seven times, and each time has been the first).

Thank you for braving it all to support the charity. The world needs more people like you.

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Mike Lombardo, myself, Matt Blazi, and Dave Thomas on stage at the premiere (photo by Lynne Hansen)

Mike Lombardo, myself, Matt Blazi, and Dave Thomas on stage at the premiere (photo by Lynne Hansen)

FAST ZOMBIES SUCK, a short indie film which I financed and served as Executive Producer on and was based on my short story of the same name, premiered in Williamsburg on Thursday night. We showed the movie, and then some of the folks involved with the production (Mike Lombardo, Matt Blazi, and Dave Thomas) came out on stage and we did a Q&A for about 45 minutes, followed by a general Q&A with myself for another 30. My favorite part of the evening was F. Paul Wilson getting the microphone and saying, “That didn’t suck nearly as bad as you said it would.”

The entire thing was recorded, and we’ll be airing the Q&A portion on next week’s episode of my podcast, THE HORROR SHOW WITH BRIAN KEENE.

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Speaking of the podcast, Dave has created a Facebook page for it. He wants all of you to go ‘Like’ it.

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And speaking of FAST ZOMBIES SUCK, we’ll be putting the film up on my YouTube Channel shortly. Everyone just needs a few days to decompress before we do it.

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Speaking of having a few days to decompress, I may have had a small heart attack on Saturday afternoon, or I may have just staved one off in the nick of time. I’m not sure which. I was signing books and my arm started to tingle, and then go numb, and then a fist started squeezing my chest. These are symptoms I remember from my last one, so I excused myself from the table (and thanks to John Urbancik and Thomas F. Monteleone for keeping an eye on it for me), went upstairs, swallowed four baby aspirin, and rested for about an hour. I felt better afterward, but I am still tired, and my body is telling me to rest. At 47, I’ve learned to listen to my body. I’ve been doing too many appearances and too much traveling this summer, and it’s starting to take a toll. Later this month, we’ll be shooting the trailer for the film adaptation of THE CAGE. I can’t miss out on that, but I also need to do less, so something has to give.

Therefore, it is with my sincerest and deepest apologies that I regretfully inform you all I won’t be at the Lewisburg Literary Festival in two weeks. I was looking forward to it for many reasons, not the least of which is that I have a family reunion nearby the same weekend, and this would have been an opportunity to do both. But not having a heart attack is more important than either of those things, so instead, I’m going to take it easy for the rest of the summer.

Hopefully, you’ll all understand that. If not, then you probably suck.

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A reminder that KING OF THE BASTARDS, a Howard-esque Conan pastiche I co-wrote with Steven Shrewsbury, is out now in paperback and e-book. You should snag one.

The book features Steven’s recurring characters Rogan and Javan matched up against my character Meeble. It also serves as a stand-alone novel. You don’t need to have read anything else to read and enjoy this one.

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LIBRA NIGRUM SCIENTIA SECRETA by myself and J.F. Gonzalez, has shipped. Twitter and Facebook are full of readers posting pics of their copies. This was the last thing Jesus worked on before he died. Indeed, we were working on it the morning he went into the hospital. He never got to see the finished book, but I’m glad the rest of you did.

The book will never be reprinted, as it was designed as a collectible for collectors. If you missed out, I’m sure they’ll start turning up on eBay soon.

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This week will be spent boxing up manuscript critiques and getting them to the post office, sorting through the next batch of Lifetime Subscriber books I just received from Deadite Press, going through the bazillion emails that came in while I was traveling for the past two weeks, responding to a ton of business voice mails, writing a new chapter for Patreon, reading the galleys for WHERE WE LIVE AND DIE (coming soon), and finishing a novel called THE COMPLEX which has gone sideways on me.

Thanks for being patient.

 

KING OF THE BASTARDS Now On Kindle, Nook, and Kobo

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Part sword and sorcery, part extreme horror, King of the Bastards is wild adventure across seas, beaches, and mountains full of horrifying monstrosities, dark magic, and demonic entities.

Rogan has been many things — a barbarian, a thief, a buccaneer, a rogue, a lover, a reaver, and a king. Now, this prehistoric bane of wizards and tyrants finds himself without a kingdom, lost in a terrifying new world, and fighting for his life against pirates, zombies, and the demonic entity known as Meeble. And even if he defeats his foes, Rogan must still find a way to return home, regain his throne, save his loved ones, and remind everyone why he’s the KING OF THE BASTARDS.

 

A Trip to Miskatonic, New Books, Movie Premieres, and More

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Me with the manuscript for “At the Mountains of Madness”.

Last weekend, authors Paul Tremblay, James A. Moore, Charles Rutledge, Mary SanGiovanni, Nick Kaufmann, his wife Alexa, and my podcast co-host Dave Thomas, got to visit the John Hay Library at Brown University in Providence — which was the inspiration for H.P. Lovecraft’s Miskatonic University.

While there, we had the pleasure of viewing many of Lovecraft’s original manuscripts, letters, and commonplace books (notebooks in which a writer records ideas or fragments of stories). We even got to see a mosquito that Lovecraft had squished in a piece of paper, along with a bit of his blood. A particular treat for me were the handwritten first draft of “At the Mountains of Madness” and a draft of “The Colour Out of Space” — my two favorite works by HPL.

We also got to preview some items from an upcoming public exhibit the library will be hosting later this year. It includes fan letters and artwork a then 14-year old Robert Bloch sent to Lovecraft. It was such a treat to view these historic artifacts. The items we previewed are amazing, and I strongly urge you all to see the exhibit when it opens. I’ll post more info about it here when it does. (Note: We are not posting pictures of the Bloch items online, so please don’t ask).

(Photo copyright Charles Rutledge)

(Photo copyright Charles Rutledge)

A very special thanks to Christopher Geissler, the Librarian for American and British Literary and Popular Culture Collections, for hosting us. Although the public can view scans of them online, it’s rare that anyone other than scholars and academics get to see these historical items and artifacts in person. We appreciate him giving us the experience, and allowing us to share it with you.

Below are a few pics — Lovecraft’s notes for “At the Mountains of Madness (including a sketch), a letter in which he has just learned about Robert E. Howard’s suicide, the handwritten first draft of “At the Mountains of Madness”, and the typed draft of “The Call of Cthulhu” (with handwritten corrections). Click the thumbnails to view them full size.

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THE X-FILES: TRUST NO ONE is available now. I have a brand-new story in it. Click here to purchase.

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LIBRA NIGRUM SCIENTIA SECRETA by myself and J.F. Gonzalez begins shipping today. Here are a few pics to hold you over until your copy arrives. Click the thumbnails to enlarge.

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The Tom Piccirilli Tribute episode of my podcast is live. Click here and listen. And if you are attending the world premiere of my new short film, FAST ZOMBIES SUCK, this Thursday night, you can be part of the podcast’s live audience.

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I’ve given up on Blogging via Tumblr, mostly because it’s a cesspool of far-Right and far-Left people who, as near as I can determine, are offended by pretty much everything the other group has to say. No room for nuanced discussion or middle-thinking there, at least as far as I can see.

Instead, I’ll start Blogging here again. Welcome back.

UPCOMING APPEARANCES

This weekend, July 16 through the 19th, I’m at NECON 35 in the Roger Williams Conference Center, Rhode Island.

Next weekend, July 23 through the 26th, I’m at the 2nd Annual Scares That Care Weekend in Williamsburg, Virginia. Thursday night is the world premiere of my new short film, FAST ZOMBIES SUCK, followed by a live Q&A. I’ll be joined on stage by some special guests, and we’ll be recording the Q&A for my podcast. Then, I’m signing books the rest of the weekend.

Next month, August 7th and 8th, I’m a guest at the Lewisburg Literary Festival in Lewisburg, WV. In addition to signing all weekend, I’m giving a talk and Q&A. I’m sure we’ll touch on the town being used as a setting in THE RISING, EARTHWORM GODS, and ENTOMBED.

And on September 26th, I’m a guest at the 2nd Annual Albatwitch Festival in Columbia, Pennsylvania. In addition to signing, I’ll be talking about the Levi Stoltzfus series, especially LAST OF THE ALBATWITCHES.

TOM PICCIRILLI R.I.P.

As you’ve no doubt heard, author Tim Piccirilli passed away earlier this morning, after a long and tenacious battle with cancer. He was one of my best friends for nearly twenty years. As I said on social media earlier, I always called him “Big Bro” and he always called me “Little Bro” because that’w what we were. I am too heartbroken to find and craft the proper words, but it occurred to me that I don’t have to. Tom wrote two pieces years ago that never fail to make me laugh. Indeed, there have been low points in my life when I re-read these pieces, and laughed all over again.

The first one is here, and every word of it is true. The second piece, inspired by the first, is here, and all of it is true, as well (until the point where we left the signing, at which point Pic turned it into a Hunter S. Thompson meets Butch and Sundance pastiche, because he knew that I would love that). As I have every time I’ve re-read them, I’m laughing again, even through tears.

Thanks for that, big bro. I fucking miss you already. Give Dick and Jesus and everybody else a hug from me.