If you are in the vicinity of Derby in the United Kingdom, then do stop in to The Hairy Dog around 7 PM on December 23rd for some Metal Xmas Mayhem. Among the featured bands will be none other than Skybald — which a lot of folks in the indie lit community will recognize as that of Philippe Atherton-Blenkiron.
The event’s details are featured in the poster below; for more information on Skybald, check out the band’s Facebook page.
I am honored today to share some wonderful news — my colleagues over at The Bees Are Dead have graciously nominated a short story of mine for the Sundress Publications 2018 Best of the Net Anthology.
The title of the story is “At the End of the World, My Daughter Wept Metal,” and it was published last August over at the B.A.D. website. (You can find it right here.) It is an apocalyptic sci-fi horror tale in which nanotechnology is used for an astonishing medical breakthrough — but then goes horribly, catastrophically wrong.
I would like to thank B.A.D. Editors Philippe Atherton-Blenkiron and Dennis Villelmi for the nomination and their invaluable support for my work. I am truly grateful.
Hey, gang — if you missed its appearance last week over at The Bees Are Dead, here is the audio for my reading of Philippe Atherton-Blenkiron’s “Operation Staffhound.” The poem is from his superb 2014 dystopian science fiction novel in poetry format, “The Pustoy.”
“Operation Staffhound” describes the brutal domestic police force employed by Lev Solokov, the future dictator of Britain and the novel’s central antagonist.
I’m happy today to be able to share The Bees Are Dead’s release of my audio recording of “Operation Staffhound,” by Philippe Atherton-Blenkiron. This truly excellent poem is an excerpt from his 2014 dystopian novel in verse format, “The Pustoy.” (I quite positively reviewed the book both here at the blog and over at Amazon, where it can be purchased — “Operation Staffhound” might be my favorite poem in the complete work.)
“The Pustoy” is a particularly dark science fiction epic that imagines a genocidal dictator, Lev Solokov, ruling a nightmarish future Britain. The brutal “Staffhounds” are his fascist foot-soldiers in the streets.
I had great fun reading the poem. I’m grateful to Philippe for allowing me to interpret it, and to The Bees Are Dead for sharing my recording with its audience:
I am honored to share here that my colleagues over at The Bees Are Dead have agreed to publish my science fiction – horror story, “At the End of the World, My Daughter Wept Metal.”
The story, which originally appeared in Dagda Publishing’s “All Hail the New Flesh” story anthology, should be featured at the online magazine’s website by the end of this month. I will post a link here when it appears.
I am quite grateful to Philippe Atherton-Blenkiron and Dennis Villelmi for this opportunity — not to mention B.A.D.’s invaluable editorial input, which helped me to tighten up my writing considerably. Cheers, Mates!
I am truly honored today to see my colleagues over at The Bees Are Dead feature a new short story of mine. Its title is “Shine Now, Fiercely, Forever,” and it might be the darkest thing I’ve ever written. It portrays a married couple constructing the world’s first functioning time machine — and then discovering what are possibly the worst possible consequences of such a device malfunctioning.
Thanks so much to Philippe Atherton-Blenkiron for allowing me to share via The Bees Are Dead, his online magazine for dystopian prose and poetry! I am grateful indeed for the opportunity he’s afforded me.
“Shine Now, Fiercely, Forever” can be found right here:
I received some great news this morning — my colleagues over at The Bees Are Dead have elected to publish a short story of mine. Its title is “Shine Now, Fiercely, Forever,” and it is a science fiction/horror story about the perils of time travel.
The story should appear sometime over the next month or so — I will link to it here when it does.
Thank you, Philippe Atherton-Blenkiron and Dennis Villelmi! I am honored!