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11-25-03: Sub Press Release |
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The Damnable Flyer!
Even
though they won't let you forget, you have to thank them.
Subterranean Press is clearly amongst the
top small presses in the genre fiction world and their
output is so universally desirable that I have to shield
myself to ensure that I don't end up selling the house
to buy their books. But they're smart enough to send
out flyers, like the one that arrived the other day
and it was loaded, positively loaded with must-buy
items. These are books without which life on earth can
not continue. How the hell am I supposed to be able
to afford all this stuff? More importantly -- at least
to my wife -- where the hell am I going to put it? |
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11-24-03: A Beautiful Uglytown, Rumpole and the Primrose Path, Steph Swainston's Year of Our War proofs, A.R.R.R. Roberts Cashes In Again |
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A
Beautiful Uglytown
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Uglytown's first publication. |
Sometimes
you get a good vibe from a book for a good reason.
Back in 1998, I was putting together the very
first Agony Column, then linked to Andy Fairclough's
excellent HorrorWorld web site. For my first column
I wanted to write about how the joys of cheesy fiction
had helped shape my love of horror fiction. Leafing
through the pages of a then-current Ziesing catalogue,
I came across a book that I just had to have to help
me write that column. It was 'By the Balls', ostensibly
written by Dashiell Loveless. It had a classic cheesy
front cover, but more importantly, the interior and
the content were as perfectly pitched as the cover.
On the back cover is a "crime map", and the
frontispiece pages include a list of "The PERSONS
this mystery is about--" and "What this mystery
is about --" and "Wouldn't you like to know--".
It included interior illustrations by Paul Pope. This
was the first release from Uglytown, a new venture founded
by the actual authors of 'By the Balls', Amazon reviewers
Jim Pascoe and Tom Fassbender. Speed forward to last
month, when I was window shopping and came upon a new
novel by Sean Doolittle, titled 'Burn'. It was a nicely
produced hardcover and the publisher was Uglytown. I
must admit that I was surprised. Who would have thought
that this venture built on a foundation of pure cheese
would turn into a real-deal small press? But that was
only the first of my surprises. Dark,
funny mystery fiction from Sean Doolittle and Uglytown. LA wildfires conceal a murder in Dooloittle's new novel 'Burn'. 21st century
noir, Uglytown-style. Who chopped off the insurance agent's head?
Maybe the characters from the book next door. You know that Uglytown
is a bad neighborhood. "I turned the Chrysler onto the Florida Turnpike with Rollo Kramer's headless body in the trunk, and all the time I'm thinking I should've put some plastic down."
Once I started checking out the Uglytown
website, I
realized how extensive their catalogue had turned
out to be. They'd gone from self-publishing well-wrought,
faithful re-creations of old pulp to publishing the
21st century equivalent -- some really high-quality
edgy writing with a certain trashy veneer that conceals
good prose and hard thoughts. As a small press they
have a lot going for them. They produced numbered and
lettered copies of their titles, which means to me at
least that they really respect their readers and are
willing to go the extra distance to offer collectible
work. In fact 'Burn' has just sold out of lettered editions.
Crime
does pay for Uglytown publishers Pascoe & Fassbender.
Clearly, Sean Doolittle is Uglytown's top author. His
debut novel 'Dirt' should have entered my attention
zone, given that it sports praise by some of my favorite
writers, including Brian Hodge and Norm Partidge. Both
these guys write mysteries now, but they got their foothold
in the publishing world in the 1980's with titles like
'Nightlife' (Hodge) and 'Dead Celebs' (Partridge). To
find them touting this formerly obscure mystery novel
adds another layer of interest. But let's look at the
contents.
'Dirt' is an appropriately gritty look at the LA funeral
biz. Now I don't know about you, but one of my most
entertaining college reading experiences was Evelyn
Waugh's 'The Loved One'. Let's give it the first sentence
test. "The trouble didn't seem to start so much
as it simply landed, like a hunk of blazing debris." OK,
I'm in.
'Burn' is the fortuitously timed presentation of a murder
committed during a Los Angeles wildfire. Playing off
the recent fires in SoCal, it got a lot of publicity.
Let's give it the first paragraph test. "The Morgue
felt nice. Detective Adrian Timms lingered in the bracing
chill before pushing on into the long afternoon ahead.
He stood behind the cold steel tray and pondered the
fresh Y stitching the dead man's torso closed. He thought:
that's not maximum health."
Doolittle certainly passes the first tests. Other Uglytown
authors include Curt Colbert (Saynoaraville) and Victor
Gischler, author of 'Gun Monkeys'. 'Gun Monkeys' has
been getting some good reviews as well, and is listed
on the Uglytown site as "sold out". Terry
and I will be working on these for the holidays, so
we'll let you know if you want to spring for the numbered
editions or not. But in any senses, these Uglytown books
seem to really know what they want to be about.
Rumpole and the Primrose Path
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John Mortimer's new Rumpole collection. |
A.R.R.R. Roberts Cashes In Again
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Trollps decimate the dwarves in 'The Soddit' |
Not looking particularly like an insectivore. |
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The face that launched a thousand sequels? |
Here's a look at the face behind what we think will be one of the big fantasy releases of next year -- Steph Swainston, whose 'The Year of Our War' brings a distinct PR/urban edge to fantasy literature. Here's a shot of the bound proofs going round, which is not the cover of the book according to *.*. Just glancing at the opening chapter will give the wary reader a reason to pick up this novel. You get the same urban surreality that you get with Mieville. The prose seems pretty nice as well. Rest assured that both Katie and I will be looking at this book well in advance to let you, the readers know whence to toss your money.