Friday, June 6, 2008

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Newsarama is my new best pal

Nothing is more gratifying for an author than when a reader or reviewer really "gets it." So a big thanks to Steve Ekstrom whose review appears HERE.

Kicking it Shatner style





Drink a beer then go HERE.

Thanks to Professor Fury for the heads up.


Friday, May 30, 2008

THANK YOU, BOOKLIST!

From Booklist:

Go-Go Girls of the Apocalypse.
Gischler, Victor (Author)
Jul 2008. 336 p. Touchstone, paperback, $14.00. (9781416552253).

Nine years after Mortimer Tate retreated from the end of the world (he thought) to the Tennessee mountains, three men appear before his cabin. He emerges, desperate for conversation. Unfortunately, they mistake his intentions, and he is forced to shoot them. Despite this inauspicious incident, Mortimer is optimistic enough to venture down the mountain. What passes for civilization surprises him: a chain of strip joints called Joey Armageddon’s Sassy-A-Go-Go has set itself as mankind’s savior. But as with any fledgling world-saving operation, there is opposition—to wit, the terrorist-like Red Stripes, whom Mortimer is sent to defeat. His subsequent breakneck journey is full of cannibals, slave runners, bad booze, and other dangers, none more perilous than hope. Although this dark comedy makes one laugh, it isn’t a romp in a postapocalyptic playground. It’s violent and sleazy, laced with moments of quiet gravity, an
intelligent satire of how American society works even after it has broken down (the label for
postapocalypse Jack Daniel’s in chapter 23 is pure comic gold). Compulsively readable.
— Krista Hutley

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

NASA, please get to work on this.



Beer in orbit? It's not just a refreshing beverage, it's also propulsion. Be careful when you pop that top. Check HERE for the story. Thanks to Mike Cane for the heads up.

Friday, May 23, 2008

Wish I could be there.










As most of you might know already, the mystery convention MAYHEM IN THE MIDLANDS is going on in Omaha as we speak. This is a very fun convention which I've been to three or four times, and I'm hoping to get back soon. Fellow Crime Dogs Sean Doolittle and Anthony Neil Smith sent me some golf outing pics to show me all the fun I'm missing.

Next year, Guys. Next year.

Neil, I hope you're selling numerous copies of Yellow Medicine.

Friday's Forgotten Books



This nice lady asked me to tell you about a book I think needs a little attention. Sounds like a good idea. Listen up.

When I was approached about doing this, I was right in the middle of watching the film Blade Runner -- one of my all time favorites. I have the new neato-keen 5-DVD set, complete with "the making of" etc. Blade Runner, as most of you know I'm sure, is based on the Philip K. Dick novel Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? But this isn't the forgotton novel I want to talk to you about. The enormous cult following of Blade Runner has made many familiar with the PKD novel, but the simple fact is that Phil wrote a lot of damn books. A lot.

One of the somewhat overlooked novels is a gem called Clans of the Alphane Moon. This is the novel in which PKD out LaSalles Emerson LaSalle. Clans of the Alphane Moon clearly demonstrates PKD's willingness (eagerness?) to toss reality and plausibility out the window in favor of a great yarn. Also, PKD's brand of science fiction deals far more with themes than it does with the extrapolation of technology. Clans revolves around a mental assylum planet that was abandoned by Earth during an interplanatery war. When Earth authorities return to the moon decades later, they discover that the loony-toons who were left behind have formed themselves into clans. (For example, the paranoids form a clan that is obsessed with building their defenses to fend of all the attacks they imagine.) Back on Earth, our hero (with the help of an intelligent slime mold) uses a remote control robot to spy on his wife.

Yeah.

Die hard PKD fans will already know about this one, but those only familiar with PKD'S more glamorous work might want to take this crazy, pulp sci-fi side trip.