Category Archives: BrazenHead

dispatch from the uncanny head of brass

BrazenHead’s second release can now be announced: Green Thumb by Tom Cardamone Mutability blooms in the Florida Keys after the Red War and the genie boxes. King Pelicans with the brains of scientists and a single human hand in place of one webbed foot rule the ruins of half-drowned Miami. Slavers roam the deep waters

two things

A nice review of Dayna Ingram’s Eat Your Heart Out, the first release from BrazenHead (exceptional novellas of queer speculative fiction), posted two days ago on the Edge Media network: Despite sounding like clichéd fanfiction written by a horny devotee, “Eat Your Heart Out” is tender yet ruthlessly gruesome. Front cover design for Wilde Stories

the year that was

Well, it’s a tradition, I suppose, the year-end sum up, hardly subverted by being posted on the first day of the new year instead of the last of the old. So. In 2011, I published two books, a marvel of unprecedented proportion. The New People (and its companion-between-the-covers, Brandon Bell’s Elegant Threat) made little impression

spectacular news from the oracular head of brass

Publishers Weekly, trade magazine of the publishing world, has reviewed BrazenHead’s upcoming first release, Dayna Ingram’s Eat Your Heart Out, and it’s a RAVE. Sex, violence, and horror combine in a ridiculously entertaining novella of lesbians and zombies, which kicks off Lethe’s new Brazenhead imprint. Read the whole review here, read more about Eat Your

dispatch from the occult head of brass

Several months later than I expected, BrazenHead has signed up (well, the contract hasn’t been issued/signed, but I’m working on that) its first title: Eat Your Heart Out by Dayna Ingram A breakneck tale of kick-ass, wise-ass, sexy-ass lesbians and ZOMBIES, Eat Your Heart Out opens on what promises to be another tediously annoying day

sundries

A few things going on. Seem to be in the process of making BrazenHead’s first acquisition, a little book the choice of which may surprise some people who know me. It surprises me. More dirt when the contract is issued/signed. Trying to complete a short story for an anthology whose editor has graciously extended the

open letter

Dear Writers: Sure, the guidelines look a bit long and verbose, perhaps a tad precious. But still, how long can it take you to read 800 words? Please do so. Please preserve me from ever again having to write a sentence like this: Your description of ______ makes clear the work is almost precisely the

Happy New Year

I was pleased to learn, on the evening of the last day of the old year, that a little story I wrote last fall has been accepted for publication—another excuse to pop open the bubbly! “The Arab’s Prayer” will appear electronically in the second-anniversary issue of Christopher Fletcher’s ’zine M-Brane SF (#24), due around the