My review of book two in the Shadowside series is available at Buzzymag.com
I just read an article by Tara Cheesman at Book Riot: SERIOUSLY, LEAVE ME & MY #$%@ BOOKS ALONE. While no one has ever told me to divest myself of books, Ms. Cheesman’s work had me nodding my head in recognition, both in our shared desire to minimize possessions as well as a build a personal library at the same time.
I’m a little different. I’m emotionally attached to my books, enough so that I refer to myself as a crazy book lady. Read More →
I’m so excited about the work I’ve been doing over the past few months. I’m working with Suzie Wargo Lockhart, who is the managing editor of Killing it Softly, a new anthology of horror fiction written by women and published by Digital Fiction Publishing. This is an impressive collection of horror and dark fiction that covers everything from classic Gothic horror to cosmic weirdness and serial killers and haunted houses and sweet revenge and hungry loa and… and… WOW.
If you have not yet read the Sin du Jour series from Matt Wallace, or the short story “Small Wars” at Tor.com, hie thee to your bookseller of choice and get all three books, right now. Pride’s Spell is the third book in the series.
Matt Wallace cooks up (obvious pun intended) a perfect blend of urban fantasy and laugh-out-loud comedy. Add a side of brilliantly rendered characters navigating situations that would reduce most people to quivering piles of Jell-O, and you’ve got a series that never fails to satisfy. Read More →
It’s every parent’s nightmare. The late-night phone call from another set of worried parents: “Did Tommy come home?” His friends stammer out a story that ends with, “we lost Tommy.” If you have children, just the thought of this situation is enough to give you chills. This isn’t Elizabeth Sanderson’s first experience with sudden disappearance; her husband vanished for months when Tommy and Kate were very young. His absence was a mystery, only partially solved when he committed suicide eight months later. Read More →
There’s something strange going on in Fukuoka, Japan. Tohru Takuda and his companions, Suzuki and Mori and his wife Yumi, have found work and a small apartment there. Rumors abound about a killer who leaves behind everything but the bones of his victims, but there’s no official news of the deaths in the media. Several students are missing, but officials brush it aside as cram-school stress.
The Sign in the Moonlight and Other Stories by David Tallerman brings thirteen previously published stories to a new audience and adds one more brand new tale to the lineup. Like all collections, there were some stories that kept me entranced and others that were more easily put down, but there wasn’t a dud in the bunch. Read More →
The small appliance had been abandoned in 1996, tossed into the “might fix it later” box, then exiled to the abyss of the attic. Lonely and bored, it escaped the box and amused itself by absorbing other discarded gadgets and bits of wire, grafting them on with roof tar until it sported a number of delightful attachments. It also discovered that with a little concentration and balance, it could wobble in all directions on its short, brushed steel legs, equipped with guaranteed non-marking rubber feet. The Poach-O-Matic (as seen on TV) had one mission: make every cook’s life easier. With the addition of a can opener, an ice crusher and a beater attachment, the possibilities for kitchen utility increased exponentially. It remained amongst the dust and crumbling boxes; a feral appliance yearning for the day it could be useful again. Read More →
Girl Detectives. You know them: Nancy Drew, Ginny Gordon, Trixie Belden, Veronica Mars, and so many others. Atlanta Burns is the newest name on that list. The difference in this series is that author Chuck Wendig takes that beloved trope and drags it out behind the dumpsters of its safe little world. He roughs it up and hauls it onto a stage set by the mundane horrors of poverty, racism, and abuse. I’d categorize this as a YA thriller, with a healthy dose of fantasy. Read More →
I knew Cry Havoc was going to be fun to read when I saw the cover. Yes, I judge covers and I’m not the slightest bit ashamed. Show me a dinosaur with armor, a railgun, and what looks like robotic enhancements? I’m all over it. I’m happy to report that the story behind this cover didn’t let me down.
This is a fun book. It reminded me of the pulp military Science Fiction of the mid-20th century. Cry Havoc isn’t trying to make any statements or break any new ground here. It’s firmly rooted in the SF traditions of aliens, military academies and a BFG. Read More →