LAST SATURDAY, when I got home from taking my son Shaun to his first Chicago Cubs game (where my Cubbies trounced arch enemies the St. Louis Cardinals!) I found a box sitting on the porch from Delirium Books.
I cracked the tape open to find a stack of my new mini-hardcover short story collection Creeptych. A three-story collection of “buggy” stories, this book is close to my heart, as it resuscitates the mothballed Delirium hardcover chapbook format (which my novelette Failure launched four years ago) and it includes a couple of stories that have been with me awhile, along with a brand new piece that is actually the setup for a novel I hope to write one of these days.
The books turned out great, and I really love the heavy gloss that the press put on the covers — they’re shinier than the past Delirium chaps… a really nice production all the way around. I’ve got a dozen of these to sell to my mailing list or at booksignings, and Delirium still has about that many left for The Horror Mall, so if you want a copy and haven’t ordered one yet, get thee to the Horror Mall, or drop me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org and we’ll get one in your hands!
Tomorrow I’m driving down with copies of Creeptych to Nashville to guest at Hypericon, a relaxing (not Hyper!) SF/F/H convention that I first went to last year. Nashville has quickly become one of my favorite towns, and I can’t wait to get back to Jack’s Barbecue (I ate there three days in a row last year) and that smoky little rockabilly club out on the honky tonk strip (whose name I can never remember.) I need a standup bass in my life again!
While I’ll miss not having pal P.S. Gifford at this year’s con to hang out with (see the summary post and pix from last year’s con), I’m really looking forward to returning to Hypericon this year, especially since I’ll have the chance to meet Ramsey Campbell there, and will also be hosting a room party with fellow Leisure Books author Bryan Smith on Saturday night. Bryan and I both have books out right now featuring babes and blades on the covers, so it seemed natural to pair those with a beer and barbecue bash. I’ve pasted the party poster (sans room # and time yet, still to be decided) at right… click on it to see a bigger version.
I’m bringing the Bourbon and the Jack’s Barbecue, so let the sauce roll…