Back from a fantastic trip to P-Con. With luck I can get a con report up soon, but I have to give a talk to the digital humanities doctoral students at the Moore Institute tomorrow, so I better get that completed first. Many thanks to Pádraig, Catie, Deirdre and all the organisers as well as to Maura for taking me under her wing, the lovely Sarah for all the laughs, Suzanne and Juliet for great craic, the Talbots for my signed copy of Dotter of Her Father’s Eyes, John Connolly for buying us all dinner, the tango dancers for giving us a cause — oh, and so much more. Anon.
My publication: I have a piece “Before the Watchmen Palaver” in the latest issue of Drink Tank (309). The editors have turned the entire issue over to discussion of the proposed Watchmen prequels. There’s a wonderful and terribly unsettling cover, too. Read the full issue in PDF form here: it includes Pádraig and Laura Sneddon, too. Thanks, James, for asking me to contribute. UPDATE: I don’t think I remembered to post yet that the collection that includes my essay on reading Lost Girls as post-Sadeian text is also out:
Last but very much not least, fifty-five years ago in a dark corner of Manchester, the lighting flashed, the skies opened up and Mark E. Smith was born. All right, I’m only guessing about the lightning and rain, but it’s bound to be likely. My muse, my role model (LOL) — well, he has inspired me in several stories of late and what better example of sticking to your guns and succeeding on your own terms do you need? So while I might post perennial favourites like “Bill is Dead” or “Touch Sensitive” or “Tempo House” I’ll share this instead for those not yet up to speed on The Fall or if you’d prefer a story, snuggle in for storytime with MES and Lovecraft.