Category: fiction
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Dune
Recently I finished reading Dune by Frank Herbert for the first time in what must be a decade. It’s one of the best science fiction novels out there, and one of the best novels I’ve read ever. It is a sprawling space opera, tied in with themes of intrigue, vendetta, religion, eugenics, evolution and ecology.…
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Crooked Little Vein
I recently finished reading Crooked Little Vein, by Warren Ellis. It was a fun read, a dark comedy, gumshoe detective romp through transgressive America. It’s about a private investigator, Michael McGill, who is hired by the Chief of Staff for the President to find a book which apparently is the Second Constitution of the United…
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Gun Machine Review
I finished reading Warren Ellis’ Gun Machine a couple of days ago. This would be the first novel I’ve read by the same guy who wrote one of mine (and countless others’) favourite comics, Transmetropolitan. Gun Machine is about Detective John Tallow who, through an encounter with a naked man and a shotgun, is left…
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Apologies for the Delay
We apologise of the delay. The fireworks got out of hand. Drinking and a flare gun never mix well. Neither does a circle of depressive drinkers and a gun which you pretended to load with a single road. Drink enough, someone will be motivated enough to break into the camp of the traveling circus. He…
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Everyday is Exactly the Same
The elevator I take feels haunted, it makes its actions slowly, to close the doors, to rise or descend. Sometimes it gets stuck. Its as if it is doing this deliberately to build tension inside of me. Like at any given moment, it will drop into freefall, giving me an all-expenses-paid trip to hell.But it…
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Excerpt – Speed Limit
We were told, when we were kids, that Heaven were nothing more than a vast, endless meadow of lush white fairy-floss. Of course, when you are old, you just have to smoke, swallow, toke, inhale, inject, imbed, squirt, snort, crush, imbibe, grind, chew and rub the right thing into your body in order to come…
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Excerpt – Racers of the Apocalypse
Dawn. The abandoned gas station. This well has run dry. Tyson watches as Joel’s car rolls into view down the highway. The sound is engine darkly purrs, dopplered as it approaches Tyson. The Red Beast comes to a stop, right near Tyson’s White Archangel. Joel steps out of the beast, his eyes on Tyson. There…
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Echoes – Epilogue
A gold-tipped cigarette sat in an old black Bakelite ashtray. The trail of smoke gentle rose to the ceiling. Fluorescent lights buzzed and flickered. The room had no windows, with cinder block walls painted a dull military grey. A man, dressed in black sat at the table at the centre of the room, with his…
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Moloch
The storm had finally stopped when I left the tunnels. The black clouds remained overhead and all around me. The water below, all of it was oily and slick. I sat in the small boat as the looming dark shape of the Incinerator towered over me. The entire place was once used to power the…
The Screaming Wall 