Zombies and Bratwurst and Stuff

So, The Greatest Zombie Movie Ever (a novel) is done. Actually, it’s been done for over a week, which I announced in the world of 140 characters or less but not here. It’s probably a year away from being published, so don’t camp out at your local bookstore yet, but also be aware that if you notice people lingering in the young adult section for too long, they may be trying to snipe your copy. Make them realize the error of their ways. That’s YOUR book.

(Also, if your bookstore has nice carpeting and a cafe, I guess there’s no reason not to start camping out a year early. There’s plenty of other reading material available while you wait.)

I’ve launched back into my novel about the stand-up comedian, which has the working title Flop Sweat but almost certainly won’t be called Flop Sweatand which has the alternate working title Riding the Light but almost certainly won’t be called Riding the Light. This one is about 80% comedy and 20% serious, and it’s also filthy, for which I either apologize or accept your thanks.

I’ve got a pile of signature sheets for Bad Bratwurst upon which to scrawl my name. Expect that chapbook in a couple of months from White Noise Press.

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