I’m sorry Dave…
The printer still has the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in your print job though. It’s not going to print anything, but by the gods it still believes.
There have been developments in the Jack household, mostly around me approaching a deadline and suddenly finding huge amounts of freelance work at the same time. Extra money is always good, but I may need to borrow a TARDIS if anyone out there has one spare. In terms of the comic that means Natalie might be taking over for a few weeks while I write the rest of this novel with my face*.
I just realised I’m going to have to print out my novel at least once on my printer, which has slowly turned against me, perhaps because I told it about the last printer’s fate. Stupid sentient machines and their hate.
A couple of quick recommendations:
Dreams of Destruction by Shane Jiraiya Cummings. Full disclosure, I know Shane through a writing course. Dreams of Destruction is Cthulhu-pulp at its finest, and if you’re in the mood for a tongue in check tentacular action novel then I recommend it fully.
Second up is The Children of Old Leech: A Tribute to the Carnivorous Cosmos of Laird Barron a short story collection that sees Ross Lockhart and Justin Steele assemble some of the best horror short fiction I’ve ever read into one book. The writers who took on the task of contributing to Barron’s work obviously took the brief to heart, each of the tales fits Barron’s mythos extremely well. The stories are more than a little disturbing but they’re uniformly well written, blending wit and character beats in with the dark stories. If you’re a fan of Laird Barron’s work, or of horror in general, I’d say this book is for you.
That’s all from me this week. May horrors from beyond space and time infest the trousers of your foes,
* My hands have become bloody stumps. It is making typing sub-optimal.