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Updates from a Horrible Review Blogger

17 Jul

Okay, so you know how whenever I post a review calendar I write something like this?

The reviewer reserves the right to be dishonest, off-task, irresponsible, untrustworthy, unscrupulous, untruthful, mendacious, perfidious, snarky and sarcastic at any time.

While I always intended that in itself to be nothing but superfluous snark, the last few months of nonexistent updates (when I was supposed to be reviewing, like, a dozen deserving novels) have proven that I really am unreliable, irresponsible, faithless and inconstant.  And because I am so terribly devoid of integrity, I’m going to tell you who’s to blame.


You are to blame, you smart, funny, creative indie authors who send such nice messages requesting reviews.  You with your clever blurbs and quips.  You who get me all excited about new fiction to read until I can’t help but agree to review every single book that passes through my gmail.  It was fun while it lasted, but it can’t go on forever.  Because I think I just explained really well why it’s not me: it’s you.

Anyway, to make a sob story short, I let things get out of hand. By May, I was booked up into March of 2012, leading to delays that piled up into uber-delays, leading to me hiding from my blog because I  didn’t know how to catch up.  Reviewing had gotten more stressful than fun, which is a bad thing, considering the only reason I started doing it was for recreational purposes.  And considering that in March of 2012 I’ll be preparing to start a doctoral program in history, that sort of stress is not going to work.

So ignore the review calendar I posted for 2011/2012.  I’m cleaning house.  And because it’s all your fault for being smart and funny and creative, I had to dump a number of indie authors’ books.  This is the new the Scattering, and guess what?  It’s going to be fun again!

For me, anyway.

Check the About page for new submission standards.

Here’s what I’m still reviewing off the old list:

Heroes Die Young, by T. M. Hunter

Ghosts of Rosewood Asylum, by Stephen Prosapio

Shard Mountain, by Joe Mitchell

Outies, by Jennifer Pournelle

Encrypted, by Lindsay Buroker

Exchange, by Dale Cozort

Welcome to Gehenna, by Darren Scothern

Take the All-Mart, by J. L. Greco

Two-Fisted Tweets, by James Hutchings

The Valkyrie Project, by Nels Wadycki

Gods and Galaxies, by Aaron Smith

Keepers of the Rose, by D. J. Dalasta

Reich TV, by Jeff Pearce

Peace Army, by Steven L. Hawk

Deja Vu, by Ian Hocking

Stockholm, by Kian Kaul


Stockholm: A Romantic Comedy in an Unfree Society

26 May

I’m looking forward to reviewing Kian Kaul’s novel Stockholm in the new year (if there is one, that is).  The author describes it as “dystopian comedy,” which is something I haven’t come across as yet.  And his website, I have to say, is kind of amazing.  (Click below)

Accidental Fame. Mistrust. Jealousy. Power Politics. The Struggle For Cultural Domination… Who Says The New World Order Can’t Be The Time Of Your Life?

Here’s the book trailer and synopsis:

A struggling and not-so-young advertising creative, Anakin Carver meets Natasha von Ottmann, an up and coming actress working on his new campaign, and accidentally makes her famous. Now romantically involved with a celebrity, Carver finds himself connected into the landscape of popular media and entertainment; a labyrinth of mistrust, petty politics and desperate grasps for power. As he becomes instrumental in the struggle for cultural dominance, Natasha must choose between fame and idealism.

Written in an exciting new format of thirteen “episodes”, rather than traditional chapters, STOCKHOLM is designed to be enjoyed like a full season of a cable television series. Each episode satirizes our culture’s obsessions with social connection, class conflict, the evolving role of celebrity, the reaches of government and how one man’s choices can either help enlighten or destroy our way of life.

The character names may be a little outrageous, but even so… I really hope the world doesn’t end before I can read this book.

You, of course, can snag it right here for $2.99 as an ebook on Amazon.

Botnet Apocalypse FTW (review: Joe is Online)

13 May

Whatever SF stands for these days, nothing beats good old-fashioned sci-fi.  Not that there’s anything old-fashioned about Chris Wimpress’s #winning debut novel Joe is Online.  It’s just plain good.

Wimpress submitted his book for review one month and one day ago, with a brief blurb and this to say: ‘Joe is Online’ spans continents and decades. Its setting is the boundary where the online and offline worlds meet.  I was immediately intrigued.  And I have a confession to make: while I really am “booked” up into 2012, I pushed Joe is Online to the front of the queue for a number of reasons.  One, I’m an entirely unethical, dishonest reviewer (see review calendar disclaimer); two, I can’t resist the words “cyber-terrorism” in a book description; and three, I just wanted to read it.  Shell out the $0.99 for an ebook copy and you won’t only not blame me–you’ll thank me.

the Scattering’s been live for 2 years and 2 days now (wish me happy birthday), and in the time I’ve been blogging I have had the good fortune to read (for free, which makes it especially good fortune) around 25 novels and short story collections by indie authors of the web, all of which were interesting, most of which were as good as anything selling from traditional publishers, and some of which were far above.  Joe is Online is in the stratosphere.

I showed Charlie the cover and she said: "That's a really creepy title." And it is, friends. It is.

Wimpress’s novel is a patchwork of plot, people, and an innovative writing style that, under the author’s guiding hand, coheres into a fully believable, thoroughly chilling image of the near future.  Chris Wimpress wrote that Joe is Online takes place where the offline and online worlds meet, and he’s exactly right.  We’re living in a time when our physical existence is getting more and more entangled in the virtual web of the World Wide Web–and, for better or worse, would have a pretty damn hard time getting along without it.  The world of Joe is Online is a speculative one, sure, where timid academics join up with radical tele-atheists to fight a growing cyber-terrorist cult (for more information on how to get involved, contact joe@theintercession.org).  But it’s our world too, and even more unnerving for that fact.

Joe is Online is about 5,000 Kindle locations–average novel length, but epic in scope.  We start way back in the dark ages (the late 1990s), following an angry young boy named (guess who?) Joe, who might not have grown up to be a computer-hacking terrorist leader if he’d had more adults like the encouraging elementary school art teacher in his life.  In a secret .doc diary, Joe lets us know that he’s playing what his history teacher calls “the long game” (and what LOST fans call “the long con”).  And he means it.  Joe grows up fast online, and becomes a cyber-cult leader so persuasive that, seriously, even I started getting sucked into his propagandistic emails.  Maybe I’ve been reading too much Philip K. Dick, but what if the culture war is a set of competing constructs designed to pit people against each other so the powerful elites can gain ever more power, and social networking sites are just tools of our intelligence-gathering enslavers, and the only way to stop it is by spreading the “parcel” virus to every corner of the internet and purge the Web of the false idols so that… so that…

You get the picture.  You get halfway through the book and these things start to sound… logical (and it’s friggin’ creepy, believe me).

It’s a testament to the author’s brilliant writing.  Chris Wimpress’s skill in creating a compelling story from these emails and chat log snippets is nothing less than masterful.  Without an omniscient narrator telling us what our villains and heroines are thinking, a less adept author might end up with flat characters and a jagged narrative flow.  Luckily for the reader, Joe is Online gives us depth in characters such as the love-torn professor Penelope, and veiled mystery in our titular antagonist Joe (part of the fun is trying to figure out if our Dear Leader really believes what he’s saying, or is just as cynical as the middle-school hacker we first meet).

*** Final Verdict

Recommendation:  Yes.  Yes yes yes.  Joe is Online gets five stars, two thumbs, and the Scattering’s Shindig Award, in honor of the fantastic book reviewed two days after the baby blog’s 2nd birthday.  This is a novel to satisfy fans of Hard Sci-Fi (it has hackers!), Soft Sci-Fi (it has culture wars!), and Speculative Fiction (it’s in the future!) alike.  From middle school art rooms, to the hallowed halls of academia, to every creepy chat room on the Net, Chris Wimpress knows exactly what he’s writing about, and takes us there is glorious technical.  Or HD.  Whatever.

Reading Time: 2-3 weeks, in the midst of studying for the GRE.

Availability: Find Joe is Online for $0.99 right here, as an ebook on Amazon.

Similar to… Robert J. Sawyer (FlashForward), Walter Jon Williams (This Is Not A Game), David Louis Edelman (Infoquake)

Welcome to the Ark (Retro SF Review #3)

5 May

In 1996, a novel composed almost of chat logs and journal entries was pretty innovative–especially for me, who read it in 1998 and marveled at the epic future time span (1999 to 2008!) and the novelty of a YA book with kids who grew up by the end.  I’m talking about Stephanie S. Tolan’s Welcome to the Ark.  Does anyone else remember that book?  It was my favorite speculative fiction novel before I knew there was such a thing, and may have been the first place I learned about the Internet.

I realize dredging up fiction of the late-90s and calling it “retro” is kind of pushing things, but let’s just substitute that word for “nostalgic” and everything should work out just fine.

Welcome to the Ark isn’t available on the Kindle (gasp!), but I have a first edition paperback.  It’s worth upwards of $0.01 on Amazon, so…  Anyway, here’s the book description:

Grade 6-9: This story is set in the near future at a facility for troubled youngsters in upstate New York. Two boys and two girls, ranging in age from 8-17, have been selected to take part in an experimental program. Living together as a family with two doctors as parental figures, the four highly intelligent young people are encouraged to learn from one another and reach out globally to other potential geniuses via the Internet. They soon recognize a shared concern about the increasing violence in the world and a compelling desire to halt it.

Shared paranormal powers amplify the bond among the four and give new meaning to the “world wide web.” When the director of the institution discovers the exciting new “paradigm shift” of the experiment, he plans to manipulate it to his own advantage, until he sees it as a liability and rapidly disbands the program.

Years later, three of the four subjects have become functioning adults, still dreaming that psychic networking will save humankind. Tolan’s skill with language, plus the dramatic tension between six sympathetic, if incomplete, characters and their nemesis make the novel readable. Its weaknesses, however, are greater than its strengths. The functional but unaesthetic format is a patchwork of journal entries, memos, e-mail, medical records, etc. A more serious problem is the shape-shifting focus. The ideas and issues raised are interesting and thought-provoking, but quickly dissolve into sentimentality.

The “unaesthetic patchwork” format was what most impressed me back in ninety-eight; it seemed so avante-garde at the time.  I suppose I thought it would catch like a computer virus and all the books of the future would be written this way.  I probably wrote some terrible fiction in that style.  And while mine was, I’m sure, neither functional nor aesthetically pleasing, Tolan did well enough to get a third grader (yeah, I was super ahead of the average reading level) interested in psychic bloggers, or something.

I remember the book 13 years later, don’t I?

I haven’t re-read it since then, and I doubt I will, but Welcome to the Ark is what I’ve been thinking the whole time I’ve been reading Chris Wimpress’s Joe is Online.

Like Tolan’s book, Joe is Online is neither first-person nor third-person limited omniscient, nor that creepy second-person present that people seem to think is so cool and post-postmodern these days.  It is a patchwork of chat logs, IMs, emails, .docs and other Internet ephemera.  It begins with a troubled and computer-savvy kid and spans a period of decades.

Of course, in this case the troubled kid turns into a cyber-terrorist on an epic scale and the result isn’t psychic shape-shifting but lots of bombs and the terrifying Botnet Apocalypse.  So… kind of different.  Still, Joe is Online brought back a wave of nostalgia for what I imagined would be the wave of the future in narrative, way back in the 90s.

Except this time, I don’t think anyone’s going to be questioning Wimpress’s aesthetics.  Joe is Online is fantastic.  Click the red angry face to check out the ebook on Amazon.

Insert Punk Here (coming soon: Space Punk, by C.E. Lange)

30 Apr

Steampunk and cyberpunk get most of the attention these days, but SF author C.E. Lange promises a new subgenre with his novel Space Punk:

“Space Punk: One is space opera, adventure, science fiction, action, violence, vulgarity, and beautiful girls, all wrapped up into 15 chapters. The novel was inspired by an old PC game, early space opera pulp works, and spiced up with some R-rated action. What more could you ask for? This is not hard science fiction, this is space opera. This is Space Punk!”

And from the book description:

Apparently, in the future, we all go the Michael Jackson route--get super pale and lose our noses. Or is that leprosy? I'm sorry, that's uncalled-for.

Zane Abrahm drinks, chases women, has a heart but doesn’t use it, learns fast, and is a hell of a pilot, but he’s a horrible bounty hunter. He does it anyway, it’s the only life he’s ever known, and after three failed attempts to handcuff Victor Motisi, his world gets turned upside down and sent on an alcohol-fueled rampage across the galaxy.

Politician Sydney Metis thinks he’s playing both sides of the field by bringing Victor and a fleet of warships together in battle for his own gain, but no one can figure out who is playing who in this space adventure.

And that’s really not the half of it. Zane’s crazy pill-popping punk ex-girlfriend just found a way back into his life, and just when he fell for another chick. Of all the stupid scenarios that could have changed his life forever, the one that befalls him is a black hole of his own making, pulling him further in with each wrong decision. Guys wish they had the problems Zane Abrahm has. Zane wishes those other guys had them.

Review forthcoming, and until then, here’s Space Punk on Amazon–because, as you know, I don’t plug any other booksellers (Nook owners are so lame).

More Miscorrection! (Panacea final verdict)

30 Apr

I’ve been a fan of B.C. Young’s LOST-esque Miscorrection series for some time now, and was thrilled to be able to read a copy of episode 4, Panacea, before it’s released.  So here’s what’s what:

Recommendation: When episode 3 (Felix Culpa) aired on the Kindle, I said that it was the most sophisticated installment yet.  But happy day, Panacea has surpassed it.  Young’s style is ever more self-assured and innovative.  Use of flashbacks gives the story depth, and builds up suspense as the main plotline moves forward.  Subtle twists enter the tale in Panacea, along with a couple great “aha!” moments.  But of course, as was both the best and most frustrating thing about LOST, for every answer we get there’s another question.  This is science fiction most certainly, but after reading Panacea I’m going to add “mystery” and “adventure” to the genre tally.

B.C. Young’s Miscorrection series has, as always, the Scattering’s full cyber-stamp of approval, and remains my favorite short story series to date.  You can’t buy this kind of entertainment for $0.99.  Oh wait, yes you can.

Reading Time: At roughly 1200 locations on the Kindle, Panacea is weekly tv drama length, meaning a read-through will take between 45 minutes and an hour.  Longer for me, because I went back to reread Felix Culpa first and see if I could pick up any clues.

Availability: The book’s not out quite yet, but the author is kind enough to give all of us Internet denizens a free peek on The Time Capsule: Miscorrection: Panacea Excerpt

The book will be available for the Kindle, the Nook (eww, gross), and on Smashwords in very early May (meaning, before May 3rd at the latest).

Make sure to check out the first 3 episodes of Miscorrection on Kindle TV before you jump into this one.  It’s like my grandfather once said: “I tried to watch that Lost show you like last night, but I didn’t know what was going on.  They were in a church talking about time travel.  Is that right?”

And if you care what I think, here are my previous reviews:

Kindle TV (Sunrise, Arrogation)

Happy Mistakes (Felix Culpa)

Knights in White Lab Coats (preview Miscorrection: Panacea)

30 Apr

For some reasons, scientists scare people.  It’s a cultural trope: mad scientists, evil geniuses, supervillains in high-tech bunkers underground.  And then we have people like Dr. Kevin Warwick of the University of Reading in England who calls himself a cyborg and says things about “cyborg ethics” like:

Thank you, IrishTimes.com, for making this eminent professor look like he's trawling for children in chat rooms. Thanks a bunch.

“There’s no point thinking that we’ll [transhumanists will] do a deal with the humans and be nice to them. This is a leap in intellectual performance so why should augmented humans listen to what humans have to say? Potentially this will split society.”

Not only does he look really creepy in this picture (left), but he kind of is a legit cyborg.  For the record, I’m totally on your side, Dr. Warwick– transhumanists ftw!  So… please don’t hurt me.

The hilarious Flight of the Conchords have a song that pretty much sums up the popular conception of what might happen when science goes too far.  See “The Humans Are Dead.

But this is getting off-topic.

“Panacea,” story #4 of the Miscorrection series, is not about robotic beings ruling the world, or shutting our motherboardf*cking systems down.  There isn’t even Mad Science in the conventional sense (oh, except for that crazy doctor shut up in prison for, you know, dangerous research and other assorted bad stuff).  What’s so refreshing about Panacea is that the scientists are good!  The title itself, after all, refers to a cure-all, not world destruction.

What a relief.  I was getting tired of cliches.

Doc Atrasti is a man on a mission.  Determined to turn the aforementioned crazy scientist’s research to good use, he enlists a favorite character from past installments (Daniel!) on a guys’ hiking trip–and by “guys’ hiking trip,” I mean a top-secret mission in the alien mountains of the planet Cormos.  At last, all those bio majors have decent role models to look up to.

I can’t give away the ending, but I can tell you that Miscorrection: Panacea will be out soon (May 2nd), with the opportunity to read it for free on the first day of the release.  See the author B.C. Young’s blog The Time Capsule for more details: http://the-time-capsule.com/2011/04/19/miscorrection-panacea-release-date-is/

This has been the 200th post of the Scattering, and no series deserves that honor (er… let’s just say it’s an honor) better.  Which is why I am officially awarding B.C. Young with the Scattering’s Linus and Cromwell Award for Science Fictional Excellence.  This prize is this terrible picture of my two most favorite misunderstood individuals in fiction and history.

Congratulations!  I hope this win does not negatively impact your sales, but I make no promises.

You are now entering… the Twilight Zone (review: Beneath the Surface of Things)

23 Apr

Has your immersion in the mundane prepared you for the possibility that everything you’ve learned…is wrong?

That’s what horror author Kevin Wallis asks in his short story collection Beneath the Surface of Things, anyway.  It’s insight into the title of his book:

There are other worlds within our, fantastic and horrifying realms where vampires hold dominion, Heaven and Hell war in the dner down the street, and that dog who sits nightly at your feet dreams of snacks that taste more human.  Open the door to these worlds, and a phantasm might show you the secret to salvation, a corpse lying in the snow may sing a song of redemption, and the monsters of your childhood dreams plot their escape from your imagination…and into your backyard.

Because under the veneer of convention lies the truth.  And the truth might just devour those who look beneath the surface things.

Now I’m not usually one for extended author introductions, or author commentaries on their own stories.  It tends to strike me as affected and slightly pretentious.  But in this case, I’ll give Kevin Wallis a pass: that brief except from the intro gives a better picture of his short story collection than I ever could.  And besides, it reminds me of that classic tv series of horror and science fiction–The Twilight Zone.

I took a class called “Twilight Zone Culture” in American Studies last spring.  The basic academic premise of the course was that Rod Serling could slip social commentary under the McCarthy-era censorship radar by writing screenplays in the sf/fantasy genre.  And how could anything serious be hidden in something so frivolous as science fiction?

Well I don’t know how much social commentary’s lurking in the pages of Beneath the Surface of Things, but the story collection does echo another prominent feature of the famous 1950s/60s classic: like Serling, Kevin Wallis takes a scene or scenario from everyday life and turns it into something thoroughly twisted.

Wallis takes something as prosaic as a men’s camping trip and transforms it into an encounter with some horrible Cloverfield monster ripping off heads and  using skulls as gruesome jewelry boxes.  And yet, all throughout, the characters maintain total realism.  What would you do if your camping buddies were being decapitated by some Lovecraftian behemoth from beyond (or beneath)?   For our narrator: “I had to fight, not out of some suicidal notion of nobility, but for no other reason than because it’s what men do.”

And what’s more mundane than American masculinity?

That’s just one example (from one of my favorite shorts in the collection).  But it illustrates exactly where Wallis excels as a horror author: believability.  His mastery of suspending this reader’s disbelief is as developed as any giant of the genre.  I’ll be keeping my eyes peeled for a full-length novel sometime in the near future… as well as checking under my bed before I go to sleep for the next couple weeks.

Final Verdict

Reading time: Short story collections are great for the simple reason that they don’t require long periods of downtime to enjoy.  Read one or two on your lunch break, between classes, or waiting for your name to be called at the Student Health Center.  That’s my experience, anyway.

Recommendation: I’m not much of a stickler for strict genre distinctions.  When I put Beneath the Surface of Things in horror and not some horror/sci-fi mix, I use the H.P. Lovecraft litmus test.  When Charles Stross writes about monsters from the cosmic abyss, they’re summoned by arcane mathematic equations and computer programs.  That’s sci-fi.  Kevin Wallis doesn’t give complex explanations for his monsters.  That’s not a criticism, just a distinction–and it means you can feel safe giving this book to new sf initiations.  SF for speculative fiction, not sci-fi.

Availability: $4.99 for an ebook’s a little steep, I’ll admit.  As usual, I’ll recommend getting a free sample first for a taste test.  Here’s the book on Amazon.

You might also like: The Passage, by Justin Cronin; The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories, by H.P. Lovecraft; The Atrocity Archive, by Charles Stross; The Stand, by Stephen King

Oh the horror! Now Reading: Beneath the Surface of Things

19 Apr

I’m 300 Kindle locations into Kevin Wallis’s short story collection, Beneath the Surface of Things, and, if I’m going to be honest, I’m both appalled and disgusted.

Which is all for the best in the horror genre.

Here’s what they’re saying on the Nets:

“An impressive, often unnerving, and always gutsy collection, Beneath the Surface of Things easily marks Kevin Wallis as a writer to Beware of with such stories as Redemption Song and No Monsters Came That Night. Every story showcases Wallis’ determination to break through the so-called boundaries of dark fiction and explore disturbing and sometimes even eye-opening new worlds, some without, but most within.  You owe it to yourself to look Beneath the Surface of Things.”

Gary A. Braunbeck
Bram Stoker and World Horror Guild Award winning author
of To Each Their Darkness and A Cracked and Broken Path.

Wallis currently has seven 5-star reviews on Amazon, with a low of one 4-star review (oh, the shame!).  I’ll get you my final verdict shortly, but if you my opinion doesn’t carry that much weight (and really, it probably shouldn’t), here’s Beneath the Surface of Things on Amazon.  Check out the customer reviews if you dare.

Review Calendar! 2011 (and this one’s for real, you guys)

15 Apr

Well, maybe.

"Dishevelled Saint Among Severed Heads," by Brian Kershisnik. THIS IS MY LIFE. Metaphorically.

So here you are, once agan, glancing skeptically at this so-well-intentioned blog post in which I’m going to lay out all the books I plan to read and review over the next few months.  You are, of course, right to be skeptical.  I got a little (and by a little, I mean a full month) off-schedule this spring, but I did warn you, you know.  You raise an eyebrow, thinking to yourself: is she naive, disorganized, or just incredibly deceitful to make all these promises and never keep them? 

I could tell you that I’ve been doing award-winning historical research and kicking ass at undergraduate conferences, but I won’t tell you that, because this is a book review blog, and you probably don’t care.  Fair enough.  But, if you don’t mind, I’m going to stop writing in the second person present tense now, because it’s starting to sound ridiculous.  This isn’t a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure book, for the love of–

Oh, whatever.

Here’s the old list from Spring 2011, plus the new books I have added thanks to all of your wonderful suggestions.  And one more thing, the old disclaimer still holds:

The reviewer reserves the right to be dishonest, off-task, irresponsible, untrustworthy, unscrupulous, untruthful, mendacious, perfidious, snarky and sarcastic at any time.  Also to read short stories ahead of other novels when she’s feeling lazy.  Advance apologies to all the wonderful authors who sent review copies attached to emails with such perfect netiquette.

Forward the Future!

Isabela Morales

As you’ll shortly see, this list will take me up to the end of the year.  That’s right.  Straight on through 2011.  And since we’re all going to die anyway, there’s really no need to solicit books for beyond December.  I’m sure you understand.


Beneath the Surface of Things, by Kevin Wallace

Joe is Online, by Chris Wimpress

A Dime for My Thoughts, by Noriko Tasaki


Space Punk, by C.E. Lange

Heroes Die Young, by T. M. Hunter

The Eye of the Storm, by William L. K.

Ghosts of Rosewood Asylum, by Stephen Prosapio


Alpha One: The Jump Pilot, by Chris Burton

Shard Mountain, by Joe Mitchell

Velocity^2, by Lee Frey


The Venom of Vipers, by K. C. May

Ultimate Duty, by Marva Dasef

Mirai: A Promise for Tomorrow, by Scott Kinkade

The Far Horizon, by Patty Jansen


Outies, by Jennifer Pournelle

The Crystal Facade, by Debra L. Martin and David W. Small

Encrypted, by Lindsay Buroker

Exchange, by Dale Cozort


Welcome to Gehenna, by Darren Scothern

Elysium Burning, by DDD Bryenton

Falling Star, by Phillip Chen

Take the All-Mart, by J. L. Greco


Realm Hunter: Pursuit of the Silver Dirk, by Bob Greenwade

Two-Fisted Tweets, by James Hutchings

The Valkyrie Project, by Nels Wadycki


Rebellion, by Rachel Cotteril

Quest of the Demon, by M. L. Sawyer

Gods and Galaxies, by Aaron Smith


Keepers of the Rose, by D. J. Dalasta

Divine City: Bangkok Fantasies, by Scott B. Robinson

Reich TV, by Jeff Pearce

Zero Sight, by B. Justin Shier

January 2012 (recovering from the Apocalypse)


Peace Army, by Steven L. Hawk

Deja Vu, by Ian Hocking

In the Dunes, by John Leahy

March 2012

Stockholm, by Kian Kaul

Slave, by VS Williams

Dead Men Don’t Cry, by Nancy Fulda

April 2012

Lucifer’s Odyssey, by Rex Jameson