Cheers to S.W. Lauden, who put the screws to me over at his website, Bad Citizen Corporation. He had some great questions—I hope I gave some good answers back.
UPDATE: All copies are now spoken for. Thanks for playing!
I recently updated the print edition of The Last Safe Place: A Zombie Novella. This is for a few reasons:
1. I wanted to use a different font.
2. I wanted to add in the cover and release information for New Yorked.
3. There was a typo I was burning to fix.
The new edition looks very nice—but now I’m left with a handful of copies of the old version. So I’m going to give them away! I’m sorry you won’t get the new font and will be subjected to a typo, but hey—free book!
There are 10 copies available. Want one? Hit me up on Twitter or on Facebook. Just ask. First ten folks, I’ll send them a copy. United States only. I’ll pick the winners and mail them out, probably later this week.
All I ask in return is that you consider leaving a review of The Last Safe Place on Amazon, or that you consider pre-ordering a copy of New Yorked. Or both, if you’re feeling saucy.
None of that is required. The important thing here is: I’d like to clear some space on my bookshelf, and I’d like to get these into the hands of readers.
The latest issue of Thuglit includes an excerpt of the first chapter. Special thanks to the mag’s editor, Todd Robinson, for including that. It’s also full of awesome crime stories, so this is a good bang for you buck. Get it here.
I’ve also added the first chapter to The Last Safe Place: A Zombie Novella (eBook only, not the print edition). You can find that here.
The Last Safe Place: A Zombie Novella, a thing I wrote that, until now, was only available as an eBook, is not anymore limited to a single format.
Wow, that sentence.
Anyway, The Last Safe Place is available as a paperback! And it’s only $5.69 at Amazon. Not bad. Cheaper than lunch in Manhattan. Cheaper than a life-size replica of the Iron Throne. I don’t go to Starbucks but I imagine it’s cheaper than most of their faux-coffee sugar drinks.
- I’ve got a piece up at Salon on the cult of self-publishing. I measure my relative success or failure on how long it takes for someone to call me a douchebag. Since it happened in the first comment, I’d call this a success.
- We’ve got a solid slate of classes coming up at LitReactor, covering query letters, eBook coding, thriller and horror writing, character archetypes, and grammar. Find ’em here.
- New podcast! We talk about transgressive fiction. Good times all around.
Got a very nice review of the novella, from fellow zombie-writer Leah Rhyne. She’s the author of Zombie Days, Campfire Nights (Undead America), and is generally a pretty cool person, so I was thrilled to get featured over at her site.
Here’s an excerpt:
This book is something more than your standard zombie-fare, though, at least in my opinion. Stylistically, it’s almost…noir-ish. Noir-zombies? Sure! It follows a hardened cop, the people he protects, and his deathly-ill wife, all dark images and long-shot descriptions of the battered Manhattan skyline.
Zombie noir. Love it.