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A Handbook of American Prayer

A Handbook of American PrayerA Handbook of American Prayer by Lucius Shepard

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

What an amazing, astonishing novel! So subtle, so beautifully written, every word choice the perfect one. Some of the references feel dated, it’s true — Larry King is no longer on the air; Sharon Stone is no longer prevalent in the public eye — but these details nonetheless help ground the story with just the right amount of realism for the sly, understated metaphysical aspects to have that much greater power. The plot meanders a bit in the first half, which I suppose is what happens when the narrator, Wardlin Stuart, is basically meandering through life, but it picks up considerably in the second. My only real issue with the novel is that the female characters are portrayed reductively: most of them are defined as sex partners of the male characters, or trying to become their sex partners; all of them manage to have their breasts mentioned in some way. If you tend to notice that kind of thing, which I do, it starts to stick out. Still, looking past this shortcoming, the novel blew me away. This is my first Shepard book, but I doubt it will be my last. I’m only sorry it took me this long to discover him, what with my friends raving about his work to me for years now, and that I did so only after his untimely passing earlier this year.

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The Scariest Part: Kate Jonez Talks About CEREMONY OF FLIES

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Welcome to this week’s installment of The Scariest Part, a recurring feature in which authors, comic book writers, filmmakers, and game creators tell us what scares them in their latest works of horror, dark fantasy, dark science fiction, and suspense. (If you’d like to be featured on The Scariest Part, check out the guidelines here.)

My guest is Kate Jonez, whose latest book is the novella Ceremony of Flies. Here’s the publisher’s description:

Two petty criminals find themselves inextricably linked when a stop at a roadside bar leads to murder.

On the run and out of options, they reluctantly rescue a stranded boy and his dog from a lonely crossroads in the Mojave desert and decide for the first time in their lives to do the right thing.

But this one selfless act unleashes a terrifying onslaught of demonic trouble as they struggle to save the boy — and themselves — from an evil far greater than they ever imagined.

And now, let’s hear what the scariest part was for Kate Jonez:

Ceremony of Flies is the story of two petty criminals who are on the run because petty criminals tend to make bad decisions. When they find a little boy and his dog at a crossroads in the Mojave Desert, they decide, for once, to do the right thing. Turns out, a weird kids found in the middle of nowhere aren’t always what they seem.

There are several scenes in this book set in places that creep me out. Rough looking roadside bars in dusty desert towns are scary. When you walk in, you can never be sure if you’ll find charming country folk or meth addled psychopaths. The Mojave Desert is, itself, a terrifying place. It’s huge and desolate and inhospitable to human life. The nighttime desert soundscape is lonely and haunting. Anyone not afraid to be alone in the desert at night doesn’t have any sense. The freeways of Los Angeles are fast and furious. For imaginative people, it’s easy to visualize being smeared on the pavement each time a car whizzes by at ninety miles an hour.

For me, the scariest part of Ceremony of Flies is when Emily finds the little boy she’s rescued and fallen in love with drowning in the Salton Sea. For those unfamiliar with the nastiest pus hole on earth, the Salton Sea is the largest accidentally created salt water sea on the planet. It is unnatural in every way. Because it’s in the desert, temperatures in summer often rise to more than 120 degrees. Extremely high salinity gives it the consistency of watery Jell-O. Fish and water birds die in large numbers, which give the sea the aroma sometimes noticed as far away as San Diego. Somehow these creatures manage to reproduce enough to supply the shore with a constant stock of rotten maggot infested corpses. The thought of diving into something this disgusting is scary enough, but to have a child you love in danger of drowning in it magnifies the terror even more. To write this scene, I called upon a memory of the day my son, when he was three or so, managed to open the gate to our back yard. When I looked out the window he was toddling at full speed across the apartment complex toward the pool. Time moves in a crazy way when that kind of fear takes over. I ran as fast as I ever had. It felt slow, like slow motion. When I’d covered half the distance between us, his bobbing head disappeared. The absolute worst thing was no longer going to happen. It had happened. And I had to contain the panic to achieve the best possible outcome. Think — breathe — RUN!

Ceremony of Flies, published by DarkFuse, is available July 8th in ebook and limited edition hard cover. I hope you’ll read it and let me know what you think the scariest part is.

Oh, and my son was fine. A neighbor caught him as he jumped in and sat with him at the edge of the pool until I got there. Kids are freaking scary.

Kate Jonez: Website / Twitter / Facebook / Goodreads

Ceremony of Flies: Amazon / DarkFuse / Goodreads

Kate Jonez writes dark fantasy fiction. Her Bram Stoker Award ® nominated novel Candy House is available at Amazon in print and ebook. Ceremony of Flies is forthcoming from DarkFuse in July 2014. She is also chief editor at Omnium Gatherum, a small press dedicated to providing unique dark fantasy, weird fiction or literary dark fiction in print and ebook. Three Omnium Gatherum books have been nominated for Shirley Jackson Awards. Kate is a student of all things scary and when she isn’t writing she loves to collect objects for her cabinet of curiosities, research obscure and strange historical figures and photograph weirdness in Southern California, where she lives with a very nice man and a little dog who is also very nice but could behave a little bit better.

Swallowing a Donkey’s Eye

Swallowing a Donkey's EyeSwallowing a Donkey’s Eye by Paul Tremblay

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Tremblay’s dystopian, near-future sf novel is funny, angry, and bittersweet all at once. The setting, City, is a place of rampant bureaucracy and injustice, but Tremblay, like his windblown narrator, digs deep enough to find both the absurdity and the heart buried inside it. Tremblay has always been a writer with a deep sense of humanity that comes through in his work, and the deeper you get into SWALLOWING A DONKEY’S EYE, the more humanity you’ll find amid its sometimes slapdash shenanigans, over the top secondary characters, and fascinating details that are left frustratingly unexplored (e.g., what’s up with that magic refrigerator?). The novel takes place in the same world as Tremblay’s 2007 themed collection, CITY PIER, and though knowledge of those stories adds a nice extra layer to one’s enjoyment of DONKEY, it’s not integral to the experience. But after reading DONKEY, I would definitely recommend getting a hold of CITY PIER, if you haven’t read it already. City is a place worth exploring.

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The Scariest Part: Matthew Johnson Talks About IRREGULAR VERBS AND OTHER STORIES

Irregular Verbs by Matthew Johnson cover

Welcome to this week’s installment of The Scariest Part, a recurring feature in which authors, comic book writers, filmmakers, and game creators tell us what scares them in their latest works of horror, dark fantasy, dark science fiction, and suspense. (If you’d like to be featured on The Scariest Part, check out the guidelines here.)

My guest is Matthew Johnson, whose latest book is the short story collection Irregular Verbs and Other Stories. Here’s the publisher’s description:

keluarga: to move to a new village

lunak: to search for something without finding it

mencintai: to love for the last time

Meet a guilt-ridden nurse who atones for her sins by joining her zombified patients in exile; a lone soldier standing guard on a desolate Arctic island against an invasion that may be all in his mind; a folksinger who tries to unionize Hell; and a private eye who only takes your case after you die. Visit a resettlement centre for refugees from ancient Rome; a lost country recreated by its last citizen on the Internet; and a restaurant where the owner’s ghost lingers for one final party. Discover the inflationary effects of a dragon’s hoard, the secret connection between Mark Twain and Frankenstein, and the magic power of blackberry jam — all in this debut collection of strange, funny, and bittersweet tales.

And now, let’s hear what the scariest part was for Matthew Johnson:

When I first thought of doing a short story collection with CZP it seemed like a bit of an odd fit. After all, ChiZine is known mostly for dark fiction and horror, and my work tends more towards science fiction and fantasy; when I write horror it’s usually by accident — something that seems straightforward or even funny to me but which turns out to terrify other people. But the fact that the collection exists at all is because of a time when I scared myself: for me, in fact, the scariest part of Irregular Verbs was wondering whether I would ever write it.

Let me explain. There was a long period when, as a high school teacher with no kids, I had oodles of time to write. From September to June I was a teacher, not a writer, but for two months of the year I wrote full-time, eight hours or more a day at the keyboard. In just over five years of that schedule I wrote a lot of stuff, and some of it got a bit of attention: stories that got good reviews, or were included in Best Of collections, and even got translated into a few other languages.

Then, in the space of a few years, I left teaching and started a new job (the one I still have now.) Now I was working twelve months a year, facing a fearsome learning curve and — most importantly — doing work that I couldn’t compartmentalize off from my writing: designing lessons, creating educational computer games, and writing blogs, things that used the same part of my brain as writing fiction did.

And then my son Leo was born.

Don’t get me wrong: I love all my children more dearly than life itself. But Leo was not an easy baby. For the first five months of his life he was a colicky monster that could only be soothed by constant rocking and singing. For a long time, writing was completely off the table: I spent hours every night with Leo in my arms, sitting in an old rocking chair that had belonged to my wife’s grandfather. (He had been famous for his ability to calm babies, though by the time I knew him he only ever shared the chair with George, a reformed barn cat with demon eyes and needle-sharp claws.) What little energy I had left at the end of these nights was completely taken up by my day job, and as the months crawled by I began to wonder if I would ever write anything again.

Then, one night, something appeared in my mind that terrified me. The day before I had read Leo “The Tale of Mrs. Tiggy Winkle,” and now I had a thought that wouldn’t let me go: what if all of those portal fantasies, all of those stories about boys and girls being taken off for adventures in strange worlds — what if those stories were traps? What if they were lures, designed to trick children into following elves and talking animals to a very different, much darker destiny? Now that I had a child of my own to protect, held tight in my arms, the idea scared me so much it wouldn’t let go.

I spent the night working out who was luring these children, why they were doing it and where they were taking them. By morning I had the outlines of a story, “Beyond the Fields You Know,” that begins like this:

The boy was called Calx. He did not remember his real name.

He was not sure how long he had been at the House. He did not know how long it had been since he had seen his parents; their names, too were long gone, scraped away by toil and hunger. But he remembered their faces, and his bedroom with the biplane wallpaper and the Elmo sheets — and he remembered the Gnome with the Silver Key.

In the end it took me about six months to write it, stealing time while on planes and in hotels during business trips, but that didn’t matter: what mattered was that I was still writing, was still a writer. That gave me the will to put together a collection of my work and shop it around, and finally find a home for it at ChiZine.

I still write a lot more slowly than I used to, and — like most writers — I’m still working to find time and energy to write. (I am, in fact, writing this in an airport.) But ever since that night, I don’t doubt anymore that I will keep writing, and some of my favourite stories in Irregular Verbs are the ones that I’ve written since my kids were born. Because of the way that story scared me, the way it forced me to write it and wouldn’t let me go, I’m not scared anymore.

Matthew Johnson: Website / Twitter

Irregular Verbs and Other Stories: Amazon / Barnes and Noble / Powells / ChiZine / Goodreads

Matthew Johnson has published stories in places such as Asimov’s Science Fiction, The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction and Strange Horizons and has published one novel, Fall From Earth, from Bundoran Press. His work has been collected in several Year’s Best anthologies and has been translated into Danish, Czech and Russian. While not writing or engaged in full-contact parenting he works as the Director of Education for MediaSmarts, an internationally known non-profit source of digital and media literacy resources where he writes lessons and blogs, designs award-winning educational games and occasionally does pirate voices in both English and French.

 

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