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I’m back, from Worldcon in Montreal – and it was a fantastic time. I didn’t make it to as much programming as I’d have liked, but there was business to attend to: the launch of my collection Monstrous Affections, along with ChiZine’s other fantastic titles; the launch of Tesseracts Thirteen, Nancy Kilpatrick and David Morrell’s […]

Actually, a U.S. District Court judge strikes back. According to an article in the Pensacola News Journal, a little place called Dinosaur Adventure Land is about to be seized by federal authorities, to pay the $430,000 owed to the government by the park’s founder, Kent Hovind. It makes me happy and it makes me sad:

Turns out my schedule at Worldcon this weekend will be a little busier than I’d thought. Since we last weighed in on where I’d be and what I’d be doing there at what time, I’ve added a couple of panels to the roster: a 10 a.m. Sunday panel talking about the perils and pleasures of

Here is something else to do with your disposable income at Worldcon next week: buy a copy of Tesseracts Thirteen. The anthology series is going grue for number 13, curated by Nancy Kilpatrick and David Morrell. My story, “The Radejastians,” will be in there with stories by these folk: Kelley Armstrong; Alison Baird; Rebecca Bradley;

Time does fly, when you’re procrastinating about buying a limited edition of my story collection Monstrous Affections. Here we are, at about the end of July — two months after the collector’s hardcover went live at The Horror Mall. Soon, it will be live no longer, and the opportunity to purchase said hardcover will be

Hello, landlubbers. I am writing this from a room at the Gibraltar Point Centre for the Arts, on the Toronto Islands, currently quarantined by a long-running municipal workers’ strike that has stopped the ferries from running. The Islands, for those of you not from around here, are a Village-like setting on city parkland just off

I got off the phone with her son Leo – and that was one thing he was very clear about: don’t say Phyllis passed away, or passed on. She wouldn’t have tolerated that kind of imprecise, beating-’round-the-bush talk about something as straightforward as death. So Phyllis died, at 83, at Mt. Sinai Hospital in Toronto

There’s no objective evidence at all, of course, that the 10K run I did this afternoon, after 10 months being down with a very nasty heel spur, had anything to do with the curative powers of Polaris, the media-centric sf convention I attended in Richmond Hill this weekend. And yet… …after… Coming up with the

That’s right – I’ll be at Polaris this weekend. Polaris being the CRT-and-LCD-focussed media sf convention where we talk about television and the movies and a bit of the fiction. I have panels, and a reading, and a signing, in my home-town of Richmond Hill this time. It is at the Sheraton Parkway Toronto North

It’s been a good Week 2 for Monstrous Affections, my story collection that isn’t available for anything but pre-order, but has been that since May 26. There have been shout-outs and an interview and other shout-outs, and a shiny new banner, and all of it has served to propel the book to number six on