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April 28, 2017
The Land of Broken Sky - Ebook Now Available
The Kindle edition of my latest Necro Publications novel, The Land of Broken Sky, is now available for purchase.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B072DXN7KK/...
He of Infinite Aspects embodies every god ever prayed to, even those yet undiscovered. While most of His Aspects are benevolent, well-satisfied with the prayers of Earth’s populace, there are others less noble: horrible, extraterrestrial deities conforming to insane geometries, dedicated to the eradication of humanity.
When different Aspects clash, Apocalypse follows.
Brothers Savior and Sansu have been selected as avatars of Armageddon. While Savior fights for a New Jerusalem, a sanctified city of extraordinary dimensions and spiritual restoration, Sansu seeks a mangled, depopulated planet, from which a new species of living nightmares shall spring. To assist in their efforts, each recruits Apostles, including body jumpers, abdominal-eyed children, locust-bodied hybrids, silicon-structured blood guzzlers, voluntary quadruple amputees, and even a sumo-wrestling clown magician.
In a time of multi-limbed monstrosities, rampaging Omnisoul Angels, and unceasing blood precipitation, can Savior’s group ensure humanity’s survival? Or will Sansu’s cancerous deity prove victorious, to the detriment of all mankind? When the sky shatters, and every scientific principle is rendered invalid, all bets are off.
Amidst a ring of Druidic columns, the lamb sits atop an obsidian altar, resting a book on his lap. Older than known history, the tome is written in the language of angels, upon pages that are neither paper nor rock, though they evoke both materials. Seven glistening seals keep the book tightly clasped, seals that can only be split by the lamb.
At the altar’s base, a green-skinned monstrosity lies prone, dead yet nondecaying. In lieu of a torso, the creature has but one massive hand—red-nailed fingers functioning as its legs—with a gargantuan, purple-lipped noggin sprouting from the wrist. Within this main countenance, smaller faces are embedded, vacantly glaring through unclosing eyes. A shredded tubular neck attests to another cranium’s absence, the amputation a probable cause of death. The lamb raises one foreleg and crashes it down, obliterating the first of the seals. The ground begins trembling. Like reverse lightning, radiant veins shoot from the soil to the sky.
From the freshly charged atmosphere, four beings coalesce: giants, each standing three stories tall. One takes the form of a man; another appears as a lion. The third resembles a calf, and the fourth an eagle. Each behemoth is inlaid with eyes—dozens of them, running from their scalps to the bases of their legs. Such oculi can peer into and beyond the past, present and future, yet for now, all focus upon the lamb.
Paying their multi-orbed scrutiny no heed, he shatters the second seal, followed by the third. The trembling increases; still his foreleg smashes down…again and again and again. From the honeycombed hillsides, men and women begin streaming, their courses converging at the altar. Toothless, drooling and hairless, these dazed unfortunates encircle the columns. Rending their robes, they voice inarticulate yelps, attempting music. Some play flutes carved from yellowed bones.
Before his reverent audience, the lamb fragments the final seal. Responsively, the ground ceases its shuddering. With a gentle hoof, he opens the volume. As its freed luminescence saturates his countenance, the lamb begins reading aloud. Here is his pronouncement…
THE LAND OF BROKEN SKY
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B072DXN7KK/...
He of Infinite Aspects embodies every god ever prayed to, even those yet undiscovered. While most of His Aspects are benevolent, well-satisfied with the prayers of Earth’s populace, there are others less noble: horrible, extraterrestrial deities conforming to insane geometries, dedicated to the eradication of humanity.
When different Aspects clash, Apocalypse follows.
Brothers Savior and Sansu have been selected as avatars of Armageddon. While Savior fights for a New Jerusalem, a sanctified city of extraordinary dimensions and spiritual restoration, Sansu seeks a mangled, depopulated planet, from which a new species of living nightmares shall spring. To assist in their efforts, each recruits Apostles, including body jumpers, abdominal-eyed children, locust-bodied hybrids, silicon-structured blood guzzlers, voluntary quadruple amputees, and even a sumo-wrestling clown magician.
In a time of multi-limbed monstrosities, rampaging Omnisoul Angels, and unceasing blood precipitation, can Savior’s group ensure humanity’s survival? Or will Sansu’s cancerous deity prove victorious, to the detriment of all mankind? When the sky shatters, and every scientific principle is rendered invalid, all bets are off.
Amidst a ring of Druidic columns, the lamb sits atop an obsidian altar, resting a book on his lap. Older than known history, the tome is written in the language of angels, upon pages that are neither paper nor rock, though they evoke both materials. Seven glistening seals keep the book tightly clasped, seals that can only be split by the lamb.
At the altar’s base, a green-skinned monstrosity lies prone, dead yet nondecaying. In lieu of a torso, the creature has but one massive hand—red-nailed fingers functioning as its legs—with a gargantuan, purple-lipped noggin sprouting from the wrist. Within this main countenance, smaller faces are embedded, vacantly glaring through unclosing eyes. A shredded tubular neck attests to another cranium’s absence, the amputation a probable cause of death. The lamb raises one foreleg and crashes it down, obliterating the first of the seals. The ground begins trembling. Like reverse lightning, radiant veins shoot from the soil to the sky.
From the freshly charged atmosphere, four beings coalesce: giants, each standing three stories tall. One takes the form of a man; another appears as a lion. The third resembles a calf, and the fourth an eagle. Each behemoth is inlaid with eyes—dozens of them, running from their scalps to the bases of their legs. Such oculi can peer into and beyond the past, present and future, yet for now, all focus upon the lamb.
Paying their multi-orbed scrutiny no heed, he shatters the second seal, followed by the third. The trembling increases; still his foreleg smashes down…again and again and again. From the honeycombed hillsides, men and women begin streaming, their courses converging at the altar. Toothless, drooling and hairless, these dazed unfortunates encircle the columns. Rending their robes, they voice inarticulate yelps, attempting music. Some play flutes carved from yellowed bones.
Before his reverent audience, the lamb fragments the final seal. Responsively, the ground ceases its shuddering. With a gentle hoof, he opens the volume. As its freed luminescence saturates his countenance, the lamb begins reading aloud. Here is his pronouncement…
THE LAND OF BROKEN SKY
April 21, 2017
Year's Best Hardcore Horror Vol. 2 - Goodreads Giveaway
From now through June 1st, you can enter to win one of two free paperback copies of Year's Best Hardcore Horror Volume 2, courtesy of Comet Press. This 21-author anthology includes my All Saints' Eve chiller, "The Hallowfiend Remembers."
https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...
https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...
April 11, 2017
Silent Minority: Now Available
My Post Mortem Press novel, Silent Minority, is now purchasable in paperback and ebook editions:
https://www.amazon.com/Silent-Minorit...
SILENT MINORITY
Socially isolated, with only Greedo, his Scottish Terrier, for a companion, introvert Victor Dickens endures much harassment. Assaults and rumors render him housebound except for household errands or work. Yet, even at home, peace and quiet elude him. His neighbors regularly deface his home: spray-painted insults, dead grass slurs, and broken windows. They holler threats at Vic every time he steps outside. The breaking point is fast approaching.
And lo, comes the day when Vic’s beloved dog dies of suspicious circumstances. Presuming murder, he spies on his neighbors, finding himself eavesdropping when rabble-rouser Knut Jansson attempts to mobilize them into a Vic-killing mob. Proactively, Vic permanently removes Knut from his life.
On the run, believing the authorities are after him, Vic discovers an inscribed pamphlet on his windshield from the Silent Minority. Aware of his crime – and wholeheartedly approving – this assemblage of bullied introverts is dedicated to revenge. The group invites Vic into their ranks, providing him with an all-expenses paid, fully furnished apartment to lie low in. Of course, such generosity comes with a price.
It doesn’t take long before Vic is forced to accompany the Silent Minority on strikes against various human piñata practitioners and fear-mongering celebrities.
Not long after joining the group, Vic begins to question the real motives behind the Silent Minority. Whose voice speaks through their robot mascot? Where do the group’s non-conformers vanish to? The answers may exceed even his worst fears.
https://www.amazon.com/Silent-Minorit...
SILENT MINORITY
Socially isolated, with only Greedo, his Scottish Terrier, for a companion, introvert Victor Dickens endures much harassment. Assaults and rumors render him housebound except for household errands or work. Yet, even at home, peace and quiet elude him. His neighbors regularly deface his home: spray-painted insults, dead grass slurs, and broken windows. They holler threats at Vic every time he steps outside. The breaking point is fast approaching.
And lo, comes the day when Vic’s beloved dog dies of suspicious circumstances. Presuming murder, he spies on his neighbors, finding himself eavesdropping when rabble-rouser Knut Jansson attempts to mobilize them into a Vic-killing mob. Proactively, Vic permanently removes Knut from his life.
On the run, believing the authorities are after him, Vic discovers an inscribed pamphlet on his windshield from the Silent Minority. Aware of his crime – and wholeheartedly approving – this assemblage of bullied introverts is dedicated to revenge. The group invites Vic into their ranks, providing him with an all-expenses paid, fully furnished apartment to lie low in. Of course, such generosity comes with a price.
It doesn’t take long before Vic is forced to accompany the Silent Minority on strikes against various human piñata practitioners and fear-mongering celebrities.
Not long after joining the group, Vic begins to question the real motives behind the Silent Minority. Whose voice speaks through their robot mascot? Where do the group’s non-conformers vanish to? The answers may exceed even his worst fears.
April 5, 2017
This Book Ain't Nuttin to Fuck With - Goodreads Giveaway
From now through April 17th, you can enter to win one of five free paperback copies of This Book Ain't Nuttin to Fuck With, courtesy of Clash Books. This fifteen-story Wu-Tang Clan tribute anthology includes my hip-hopalyptic tale, "Wu-Tangible."
https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...
https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...
March 31, 2017
Silent Minority - Kindle Pre-order
The Kindle edition of my novel Silent Minority is now available for pre-order, with an April 11 release date.
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B06...
SILENT MINORITY
Socially isolated, with only Greedo, his Scottish Terrier, for a companion, introvert Victor Dickens endures much harassment. Assaults and rumors render him housebound except for household errands or work. Yet, even at home, peace and quiet elude him. His neighbors regularly deface his home: spray-painted insults, dead grass slurs, and broken windows. They holler threats at Vic every time he steps outside. The breaking point is fast approaching.
And lo, comes the day when Vic’s beloved dog dies of suspicious circumstances. Presuming murder, he spies on his neighbors, finding himself eavesdropping when rabble-rouser Knut Jansson attempts to mobilize them into a Vic-killing mob. Proactively, Vic permanently removes Knut from his life.
On the run, believing the authorities are after him, Vic discovers an inscribed pamphlet on his windshield from the Silent Minority. Aware of his crime – and wholeheartedly approving – this assemblage of bullied introverts is dedicated to revenge. The group invites Vic into their ranks, providing him with an all-expenses paid, fully furnished apartment to lie low in. Of course, such generosity comes with a price.
It doesn’t take long before Vic is forced to accompany the Silent Minority on strikes against various human piñata practitioners and fear-mongering celebrities.
Not long after joining the group, Vic begins to question the real motives behind the Silent Minority. Whose voice speaks through their robot mascot? Where do the group’s non-conformers vanish to? The answers may exceed even his worst fears.
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B06...
SILENT MINORITY
Socially isolated, with only Greedo, his Scottish Terrier, for a companion, introvert Victor Dickens endures much harassment. Assaults and rumors render him housebound except for household errands or work. Yet, even at home, peace and quiet elude him. His neighbors regularly deface his home: spray-painted insults, dead grass slurs, and broken windows. They holler threats at Vic every time he steps outside. The breaking point is fast approaching.
And lo, comes the day when Vic’s beloved dog dies of suspicious circumstances. Presuming murder, he spies on his neighbors, finding himself eavesdropping when rabble-rouser Knut Jansson attempts to mobilize them into a Vic-killing mob. Proactively, Vic permanently removes Knut from his life.
On the run, believing the authorities are after him, Vic discovers an inscribed pamphlet on his windshield from the Silent Minority. Aware of his crime – and wholeheartedly approving – this assemblage of bullied introverts is dedicated to revenge. The group invites Vic into their ranks, providing him with an all-expenses paid, fully furnished apartment to lie low in. Of course, such generosity comes with a price.
It doesn’t take long before Vic is forced to accompany the Silent Minority on strikes against various human piñata practitioners and fear-mongering celebrities.
Not long after joining the group, Vic begins to question the real motives behind the Silent Minority. Whose voice speaks through their robot mascot? Where do the group’s non-conformers vanish to? The answers may exceed even his worst fears.
March 29, 2017
The Land of Broken Sky - Paperback Pre-order
The paperback edition of my novel The Land of Broken Sky is now available for pre-order at the Necro Publications store. The limited edition hardcovers have sold out.
https://necropublications.com/collect...
COMING IN APRIL
Amidst a ring of Druidic columns, the lamb sits atop an obsidian altar, resting a book on his lap. Older than known history, the tome is written in the language of angels, upon pages that are neither paper nor rock, though they evoke both materials. Seven glistening seals keep the book tightly clasped, seals that can only be split by the lamb.
At the altar’s base, a green-skinned monstrosity lies prone, dead yet nondecaying. In lieu of a torso, the creature has but one massive hand—red-nailed fingers functioning as its legs—with a gargantuan, purple-lipped noggin sprouting from the wrist. Within this main countenance, smaller faces are embedded, vacantly glaring through unclosing eyes. A shredded tubular neck attests to another cranium’s absence, the amputation a probable cause of death. The lamb raises one foreleg and crashes it down, obliterating the first of the seals. The ground begins trembling. Like reverse lightning, radiant veins shoot from the soil to the sky.
From the freshly charged atmosphere, four beings coalesce: giants, each standing three stories tall. One takes the form of a man; another appears as a lion. The third resembles a calf, and the fourth an eagle. Each behemoth is inlaid with eyes—dozens of them, running from their scalps to the bases of their legs. Such oculi can peer into and beyond the past, present and future, yet for now, all focus upon the lamb.
Paying their multi-orbed scrutiny no heed, he shatters the second seal, followed by the third. The trembling increases; still his foreleg smashes down…again and again and again. From the honeycombed hillsides, men and women begin streaming, their courses converging at the altar. Toothless, drooling and hairless, these dazed unfortunates encircle the columns. Rending their robes, they voice inarticulate yelps, attempting music. Some play flutes carved from yellowed bones.
Before his reverent audience, the lamb fragments the final seal. Responsively, the ground ceases its shuddering. With a gentle hoof, he opens the volume. As its freed luminescence saturates his countenance, the lamb begins reading aloud. Here is his pronouncement…
THE LAND OF BROKEN SKY
He of Infinite Aspects embodies every god ever prayed to, even those yet undiscovered. While most of His Aspects are benevolent, well-satisfied with the prayers of Earth’s populace, there are others less noble: horrible, extraterrestrial deities conforming to insane geometries, dedicated to the eradication of humanity.
When different Aspects clash, Apocalypse follows.
Brothers Savior and Sansu have been selected as avatars of Armageddon. While Savior fights for a New Jerusalem, a sanctified city of extraordinary dimensions and spiritual restoration, Sansu seeks a mangled, depopulated planet, from which a new species of living nightmares shall spring. To assist in their efforts, each recruits Apostles, including body jumpers, abdominal-eyed children, locust-bodied hybrids, silicon-structured blood guzzlers, voluntary quadruple amputees, and even a sumo-wrestling clown magician.
In a time of multi-limbed monstrosities, rampaging Omnisoul Angels, and unceasing blood precipitation, can Savior’s group ensure humanity’s survival? Or will Sansu’s cancerous deity prove victorious, to the detriment of all mankind? When the sky shatters, and every scientific principle is rendered invalid, all bets are off.
https://necropublications.com/collect...
COMING IN APRIL
Amidst a ring of Druidic columns, the lamb sits atop an obsidian altar, resting a book on his lap. Older than known history, the tome is written in the language of angels, upon pages that are neither paper nor rock, though they evoke both materials. Seven glistening seals keep the book tightly clasped, seals that can only be split by the lamb.
At the altar’s base, a green-skinned monstrosity lies prone, dead yet nondecaying. In lieu of a torso, the creature has but one massive hand—red-nailed fingers functioning as its legs—with a gargantuan, purple-lipped noggin sprouting from the wrist. Within this main countenance, smaller faces are embedded, vacantly glaring through unclosing eyes. A shredded tubular neck attests to another cranium’s absence, the amputation a probable cause of death. The lamb raises one foreleg and crashes it down, obliterating the first of the seals. The ground begins trembling. Like reverse lightning, radiant veins shoot from the soil to the sky.
From the freshly charged atmosphere, four beings coalesce: giants, each standing three stories tall. One takes the form of a man; another appears as a lion. The third resembles a calf, and the fourth an eagle. Each behemoth is inlaid with eyes—dozens of them, running from their scalps to the bases of their legs. Such oculi can peer into and beyond the past, present and future, yet for now, all focus upon the lamb.
Paying their multi-orbed scrutiny no heed, he shatters the second seal, followed by the third. The trembling increases; still his foreleg smashes down…again and again and again. From the honeycombed hillsides, men and women begin streaming, their courses converging at the altar. Toothless, drooling and hairless, these dazed unfortunates encircle the columns. Rending their robes, they voice inarticulate yelps, attempting music. Some play flutes carved from yellowed bones.
Before his reverent audience, the lamb fragments the final seal. Responsively, the ground ceases its shuddering. With a gentle hoof, he opens the volume. As its freed luminescence saturates his countenance, the lamb begins reading aloud. Here is his pronouncement…
THE LAND OF BROKEN SKY
He of Infinite Aspects embodies every god ever prayed to, even those yet undiscovered. While most of His Aspects are benevolent, well-satisfied with the prayers of Earth’s populace, there are others less noble: horrible, extraterrestrial deities conforming to insane geometries, dedicated to the eradication of humanity.
When different Aspects clash, Apocalypse follows.
Brothers Savior and Sansu have been selected as avatars of Armageddon. While Savior fights for a New Jerusalem, a sanctified city of extraordinary dimensions and spiritual restoration, Sansu seeks a mangled, depopulated planet, from which a new species of living nightmares shall spring. To assist in their efforts, each recruits Apostles, including body jumpers, abdominal-eyed children, locust-bodied hybrids, silicon-structured blood guzzlers, voluntary quadruple amputees, and even a sumo-wrestling clown magician.
In a time of multi-limbed monstrosities, rampaging Omnisoul Angels, and unceasing blood precipitation, can Savior’s group ensure humanity’s survival? Or will Sansu’s cancerous deity prove victorious, to the detriment of all mankind? When the sky shatters, and every scientific principle is rendered invalid, all bets are off.
March 25, 2017
myNdwOrm
Journal of Experimental Fiction Volume 73: Offbeat/Quirky, which includes my new story "myNdwOrm" and dozens of other tales, is now available in paperback.
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/188...
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/188...
March 6, 2017
Necro Publications/Bedlam Press Ebook Sale
From now through March 11th, Necro Publications (and its imprint Bedlam Press) is offering 50-100% off all ebooks over at Smashwords.
Get my sci-fi horror book, Let's Destroy Investutech, for $1.25 (75% off) with the code RAE75 at:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
Or get my first novel, The Phantom Cabinet, for free with the same code at:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
Get my sci-fi horror book, Let's Destroy Investutech, for $1.25 (75% off) with the code RAE75 at:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
Or get my first novel, The Phantom Cabinet, for free with the same code at:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
February 10, 2017
Tiny Terrors Tournament
As one of the sixteen authors selected for DarkFuse Magazine's Tiny Terrors Tournament (a competition of ultra-short stories, fifty words or less), I am currently going head-to-head with Renée Miller's "Night-Night" in Round One.
Read our stories and vote for your favorite at:
https://www.darkfusemagazine.com/dfti...
Open to subscribers and non-subscribers.
Read our stories and vote for your favorite at:
https://www.darkfusemagazine.com/dfti...
Open to subscribers and non-subscribers.
February 3, 2017
Dollimination
I have a new short story up at DarkFuse Magazine. Read "Dollimination" at:
https://www.darkfusemagazine.com/2017...
https://www.darkfusemagazine.com/2017...
