Circus gaiety! A ring of 1,000 delights! None of this awaits you! What awaits you: a commune of beautiful and wise circus midgets; the Love-o-tron, towering orange plants capable of joyous sexual reproduction; The Chain of Absurdity; Bottled Barbed Chains; Viso-Pants; The Commercial of Truth; a man named Mark Anders; a little doe-eyed girl; The Grand Dictator; a Zen Master; an Eastern European accented Karma Wheel; The Doughnut Kiosk; The Church of the Byrds; The Church of Lionel Richie; High Priest Lionel; High Priest Nash; a man named Herr Fraknow whose title is Godvernor, Malachai, and more. In the end, it makes too much sense. Or does it . . .
Author
I am a writer man. Currently, HOUSE OF HOUSES, SHALL WE GATHER AT THE GARDEN?, OCEAN OF LARD (co-written with Carlton Mellick III), GRAPE CITY, and THE GREATEST FUCKING MOMENT IN SPORTS are my books from Eraserhead Press. I've had a lot of short fiction published since 1995. Biggest short fiction credit = a story in THE MAMMOTH BOOK OF LEGAL THRILLERS, published by Carroll and Graf in the US and Constable and Robinson in the UK. I also edit BARE BONE, an anthology series for Raw Dog Screaming Press. A story from the first issue was reprinted in THE MAMMOTH BOOK OF BEST NEW HORROR 13. Also, quite a few stories (including five in #9, and four apiece in the three previous issues) have received honorable mentions in THE YEAR'S BEST FANTASY AND HORROR. I do not eat chimpanzees.
