We are two weeks away from my book launch party (Saturday, November 9th, at Orange Studio in downtown Orlando), and it’s exciting to see that people (like, real people!) are indeed talking about the book.
To learn a little more about Bright Lights, Medium-Sized City, and the long journey toward publication, check out this front page article in Orlando’s Downtown Community Paper. There’s a photo below of the full page.
And then head over to Townie Tourist, who was gracious enough to conduct a twenty-question interview with me. (We’ll be doing a Facebook Live interview very soon, too. Like, video. Technology, ya’ll.) She also read the book and had some very awesome things to say about it. Totally worth your time to check out! See you in two weeks, when this novel officially becomes a physical object.
With all the hoopla surrounding my book release, I forgot to post this quick writing update a few weeks back.
My story, “The Adventures of an Elderly Couple Unseen in the Avengers,” appears in the awesome magazine Barrelhouse, as part of their online superhero issue.
This story is part of an ongoing collection of fictions I’ve been writing in which I focus on a throwaway disposable character in a horror/ B-movie (usually someone who appears in a movie solely for the purpose of dying), and try to actually re-create that person in an empathetic and meaningful way.
In the world of the Hollywood horror film (and action film, in the case of The Avengers), people exist as props. They have no back stories. No one cares about them, except as interesting “deaths” or whatever. We watch them appear on-screen, and then we watch them die, and aside from a quick shudder (or a laugh, if the movie is especially bad), we forget about them.
In the fictional world I’ve conjured, though, every human life has value. Every horror movie death is a tragedy, even if it isn’t the A-list lead actor/actress. In fact, the death is made all the more tragic if it isn’t the lead actor…if it’s someone who did not die heroically…if it’s someone whose death meant nothing. That’s some sad shit.
Anyway. Most of the stories I’ve written involve horror movies. This is the only one that takes place in a superhero movie, but The Avengers was definitely a big-budget B-movie, a monster film in the Godzilla tradition, where buildings fall and get knocked down and blow up and we are asked to not think about the human lives lost in each explosion…Check it out.
Quick update: I’ve got a new short story up at The Molotov Cocktail.
It’s called “The True Anxiety of a Blonde Not-Quite-Bombshell Who is Beheaded in a Throwaway Scene of Demonwarp.” And man, is it ever perfect to get you in the mood for Halloween season! (Sort of…maybe?)
It’s part of a series of stories I’ve been toying with, where I take disposable characters from bad horror movies and try to treat them with real empathy. In other words: it’s my attempt to bring honest characterization to dishonest stories. Hopefully, it’s funny, too. Let me know!