Hello, friends! I have a new story live on Uncanny Magazine: Big Thrull and the Askin’ Man, an oral history / culture hero / dangers of anthropology story. In which there is a troll. Named Thrull.
Everybody knows about Thrull. Thrull like legend among us folk—biggest, greenest, meanest, nastiest, and dirtiest of all—with one big difference: legends false, Thrull true. We tell the story of Thrull and the reindeer feast, and the story of Thrull and the Mountain Witches, and the story of how Thrull wrestled Winter and wed Summer on Grandmother Rock, and the story of how Thrull broke Stone Peak making love, but the best story I know, that the story of Thrull and the Askin’ Man. Now pour some hard stuff for yourself, and pour a glass for me. Set your tape deck down and listen. This tells the day Thrull got smart.
I’m pushing toward the end of a new book, which, depending on the timing of editorial notes on the book after Four Roads Cross, I hope to finish (at least in rough first-drafty form) by late May, in time to devote a month to convention / book launch / publicity season. In the meantime, Four Roads Cross is up for pre-order, and looks awesome. I finished page proofs Sunday, and now we’re off to the production races!
Also, well, last week a series of Twitter jokes around an odd murder mystery title led to the creation of Kit Bonesaw, Murder Life Planner, a sort of interior designer Moriarty called in to plan and execute only the finest-grade murders. Kit now has fan art.
Clearly a book, or at least a short story, is in order. Initial notes involved Kit’s RISD graduate apprentice and a sort of Narbonic meets Hannibal vibe. Scheming to continue. I’ll keep you all appraised, don’t worry.
Well, maybe you should worry.