MIXTAPE FOR THE APOCALYPSE - a new novel by me
OK, THIS is what I've been up to all this time while I've been neglecting this place. (That, and demon Facebook. Horrible stuff.)
Mixtape for the Apocalypse.
My "jacket copy" for the normals:
Meet Squire. He's your average music-obsessed twenty-three-year-old Portlander, juggling a job as an internet support technician, an indie comics gig, and a long-simmering crush on his best friend, Lise. He smokes too much weed, drinks too many cocktails, and watches too much Star Trek. And when his co-workers, baristas, and friends begin to turn on him one by one, his good-natured paranoia expands into a chilling, terrifying certainty about the end of the world. A darkly comic novel about a young man who slowly but surely loses his grip on reality, but never on his taste in music.
The real descriptor:
Fight Club meets Harriet the Spy meets Dark City meets A Scanner Darkly - on weed. Semi-autobiographical, as in, I lived through all of the emotions in the book, and several of the experiences, and I wrote the book as an exorcism, to use humor and craft to start trying to heal my shattered mind. (Needless to say, I am still working on it - but this book specifically deals with the time and feelings I had when I genuinely feared for my grip on reality.) Michael Squire is an avatar in the skin of the young Noah Taylor, inspired by his performance in the film Shine when he played the young and painfully schizophrenic pianist David Helfgott. His frustrations and rages are my own. His absurdity, his dickishness, and hopefully his loveability despite all of these things, are my own. I'd like to share this, and disperse it, and hopefully make people laugh and nod with recognition and recoil with horror and maybe see the world in a new way.
Written, interior layout, and published by me.
Cover painting by Ben Bittner.
Cover design by Aimee Danielson-Germany.
If I recover from the experience some more, I may write about self-publishing through CreateSpace, and what it's like, and why it's worth a try if you're interested. Needless to say, it kicked my ass hard, because it's taken me almost two weeks to even physically start feeling okay-ish again.
And at the end of this month, I will be having surgery. Buying a copy of Mixtape would really help me out. It can be bought at Amazon or, better yet, direct from CreateSpace. Or direct from me, if you happen to see me any time soon.
Mixtape for the Apocalypse.
My "jacket copy" for the normals:
Meet Squire. He's your average music-obsessed twenty-three-year-old Portlander, juggling a job as an internet support technician, an indie comics gig, and a long-simmering crush on his best friend, Lise. He smokes too much weed, drinks too many cocktails, and watches too much Star Trek. And when his co-workers, baristas, and friends begin to turn on him one by one, his good-natured paranoia expands into a chilling, terrifying certainty about the end of the world. A darkly comic novel about a young man who slowly but surely loses his grip on reality, but never on his taste in music.
The real descriptor:
Fight Club meets Harriet the Spy meets Dark City meets A Scanner Darkly - on weed. Semi-autobiographical, as in, I lived through all of the emotions in the book, and several of the experiences, and I wrote the book as an exorcism, to use humor and craft to start trying to heal my shattered mind. (Needless to say, I am still working on it - but this book specifically deals with the time and feelings I had when I genuinely feared for my grip on reality.) Michael Squire is an avatar in the skin of the young Noah Taylor, inspired by his performance in the film Shine when he played the young and painfully schizophrenic pianist David Helfgott. His frustrations and rages are my own. His absurdity, his dickishness, and hopefully his loveability despite all of these things, are my own. I'd like to share this, and disperse it, and hopefully make people laugh and nod with recognition and recoil with horror and maybe see the world in a new way.
Written, interior layout, and published by me.
Cover painting by Ben Bittner.
Cover design by Aimee Danielson-Germany.
If I recover from the experience some more, I may write about self-publishing through CreateSpace, and what it's like, and why it's worth a try if you're interested. Needless to say, it kicked my ass hard, because it's taken me almost two weeks to even physically start feeling okay-ish again.
And at the end of this month, I will be having surgery. Buying a copy of Mixtape would really help me out. It can be bought at Amazon or, better yet, direct from CreateSpace. Or direct from me, if you happen to see me any time soon.