THE FANTASIST

Well, three new poems are up at various sites around the internet:

• New Bedlam, Autumn 1888, a creepy two POV piece is available as part of the New Bedlam Project, a great horror magazine which centers around the fictional city of New Bedlam. I contributed a bit of horrific history with this piece.

• The Alligator Xylophone, a poem about my son and being a father, was very well received at Every Day Poets, a great site which features a new poem every day.

• And last but not least is Flapjacks, a satirical shape-poem in which a wife apologizes to her husband about the night before over a nice breakfast. People just don’t write enough shape poems, in my humble opinion.

Just a couple of quick things this time around:

I have sold two more pieces. One, a good, old-fashion Black Sheep sci-fi story called The Wavelength of Maybird will appear on August 16th over at The Absent Willow Review, and the other a short-short humorous piece called Seven and Four will appear at The Boston Literary Magazine this summer. I’ll keep you posted.

Number two thing–It looks as though my friend and fellow author Pete Tzinski is getting ready to premiere his WW2 serial story Rocket Johnny on May 1st. I think you’ll want to head on over and check it outIf I know Pete, It should be a great ride!

LEGS

Hi there,

Just a short note to say you can check out my fun little steam-punky-free-verse poem Clockwork Bird in the most recent issue of Niteblade.

Enjoy, and SUPPORT SMALL PRESS!

LEGS

Sense... this picture makes none.

My friend (and new SFSignal contributor) Pete Tzinski has posted the first part of a rather engaging piece in defense of the Star Wars prequels. I suspect that ultimately he has some solid points, but I also suspect that ultimately I will disagree with him. I was nine years old when Star Wars came out, and I saw it at The Cinerama Dome in Los Angeles, which was, to a nine year old in velvet pants, nearly as good as seeing it in space. Considering the memories I have of the original Star Wars Trilogy, and the impact it had on my adolescence (like so many other of my age), Pete’s going to have to put a roofie in my drink to get me to think the prequels were anything but flashy crap.

But who knows?

He’s a pretty good writer…

Go CHECK IT OUT.

A lot of people wonder how writers manage to maintain focus.

I have no idea.

My winter vacation from my other duties as a historical tour-guide/amphibious vehicle captain in Boston, Massachusetts, were meant to be constructive.

Here’s what they were:

Oh well.
Constructive is as constructive does.