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Lost in Willipaq 2 buy from the author amazon.com started life as a handful of Internet downloads. Three years and 8000 downloads later, the citizenry of the tales were clamoring for a book of their own. Now they are in a trade paperback: rewritten, updated and with well over 120 extra pages. The print version weighs in at sixteen stories plus a novelette and three essays—92,000 words and 256 pages. Our mother was called to claim her husband's bodiless head. She picked out a handsome stone of speckled gray Vermont granite for the resting place of what was left of her late husband. “Lost in Willipaq,” read the stone. Willipaq was the name of the small Maine town where David, our father, died. There was a mix-up and our father's body had been cremated by mistake. They still had the head however, neatly tagged and in a box. —Klein, the Clone from Lost in Willipaq 2 |
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Platterland (coming in late 2010) A follow-up to Lost in Willipaq was never in the works. Yet here it is: nine stories and a novella, coming in late 2010. Visitors to the website onetinleg.com had been promised a fresh compendium of collected tales, Platterland. The current world-wide financial embarrassment had thinned the ranks of publishers—in the case of speculative fiction, never overcrowded. Hence, some of the stories I wanted to include would not be mine again free and clear for a year or so. Time's up! The characters, citizens of the tales—are browsing again in the lesser pastures afforded by the small press venues where I submit. It was a real nice laying-out—tasteful. Well, maybe not so much tasteful particularly, but neat. They’d got Ed’s left arm attached to his head and not his shoulder. And they had the remaining right arm attached on the left side. To look like them, I supposed. —Platterland from Platterland |
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Magnetic Betty buy the hardcover book download the eBook has big trouble. Her omelet pan has run off to Australia. “Oh... brollyflogger,” says Betty. “Language, Betty. Language,” says Mrs. Kunkle, Betty's mom. Magnetic Betty, an eight-year-old Brownie Scout, marshals the Browntown Ocelots to save the world, Santa Claus, and Christmas as we know it, assisted by Walt and Madge, her bewildered parents, along with Dolby Jenks, World’s Number One Champion Detective, and P. I. Kunkle, the famous composer who leads the Browntown Pep Band. (with 11 original illustrations by Maine artist Lee Suta) Magnetic Betty is, indeed, a little gem... it's got that Avram Davidson shuffle goin' on. —James Lecky, writing on the Nautilus Engine Forum |
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The Quilter Who Went to Hell (coming in 2011) Libby Pease is my favorite person out of all of Willipaq County—an evocation of the usually broke and always hopeful denizens of, perhaps, Washington County, Maine—living free and wild in their very own Yoknapatawpha. An old maid, a dead Indian who is also a spirit-priest, eyeballs in a teacup, and ghosts of the long-gone can be found in “Chimaera Constant” by Rob Hunter. Hunter fulfills the “weird” expectation with these. Readers are kept groping at the edges, searching for elusive meaning in a shifting landscape of memories and present events until it’s hard to tell which is real and which is memory. It is a pleasant confusion, and I didn’t really want to be unconfused. Hunter mesmerizes by his word choice, using combinations that hide as well as reveal. It’s an aesthetic that is essential to stories like these, where understanding isn’t all that important. —Rochita Loenen-Ruiz in the Fix November, 2008
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