Monstrous Affections

… that being the annual outdoor book/magazine/street food festival that happens this Sunday at Queen’s Park Circle in Toronto – not the sly rumor. I’m going to be there. At CZP’s booth, which is #325 (don’t worry, they have maps!), trying to convince passing bibliophiles to pick up a copy of Monstrous Affections. I’m not […]

Yes, you read that right. We’re having a flash fiction contest, Bob Boyczuk and Claude Lalumière and me. It’s part of an ongoing attempt to 1) find and promote new writers of extraordinarily short fiction and 2) get our ChiZine Publications collections of short fiction in front of said writers. The rules of the contest

Or to put it another way: squee. Just got back from a lunch-time trip to The World’s Biggest Bookstore in Toronto. And I am mighty pleased to report that the story collection of which you’ve heard so much, Monstrous Affections, is on the shelf there. To be specific, four very-recently-signed-by-the-author copies are there, in the

When I say John McDaid, I mean the John McDaid who blogs tirelessly about Rhode Island politics, who writes science fiction so well he won the Theodore Sturgeon Award for short fiction with his first sale, “Jigoku no mokushiroku”, in 1995, and with whom I hang out for one week a year at the Gibraltar

Monstrous Affections, the story collection of mine of which you’ve heard so much, is now available for pre-order at ChiZine Publications*, which is the most righteous way to pre-order the book. You can click right here, make the necessary arrangements, and the book will be delivered to your home / business / anonymous post office

… and how awful it would have been, were it not for having spent the last two weeks of it swimming, canoing, kayaking, not-bear-hunting, finally watching Twilight, and working on a top-secret new project, on a lake near Temagami, Ontario — that looked like this: … or for the fact that summer’s not technically over

Well, here we are. July 31. Those of you who RSS this blog may get this final, desperate pitch in time to act. For the rest of you, this posting represents a somber coda for this journey of book pimpage we’ve all endured – er, enjoyed. Today, sales for the collectable signed, limited edition hardcover

The last story I read by Peter Watts made me blind for the afternoon. Click on the link to understand that last sentence, and also see the blog posting by my friend and fellow cephalopod-fancier Peter Watts that sent the number of hits on the Monstrous Affections pimpage page literally into the hundreds over the