Close Encounters of the Urban Kind

Close Encounters of the Urban Kind


Yet more publication news for you, my friends!
The much anticipated anthology Close Encounters of the Urban Kind now has a release date, and is available for pre-order at a discounted rate. Edited by the phenomenal Jennifer Brozek, this collection features tales told at that fascinating intersection of Little Gray Men and the “Guy with the Hook for a Hand.” It’s an intersection that I’m only-so-happy to hang out at. My story is called “Frames of Reference” and combines my love of aliens with my deep and sometimes perverse love of film for a genuinely spooky day in Los Angeles. Also featuring “Two Out, Wendigo” by my occasional co-conspirator Rosemary Jones, and “Racing Lights” by fellow Seattlite Erik Scott de Bie, it’s a strong showing for the Emerald City.

Set to come out on the last day of Norwescon, April 4th, order your copy now and see what all the buzz is going to be about.

Twelve months of fabulous fiction

January isn’t even over yet, and here’s another publication for you. Available online through Amazon or Createspace, this Year One anthology reprints one story hand picked by the editors to represent each month of their first year. My Urban/Sci-Fi story “Deacon Carter’s Last Dime,” inspired in equal parts by the music of Gil Scott-Heron and the short fiction of Ray Bradbury, even got the back cover blurb.

I’ve been reading my way through my contributor’s copy, and am greatly enjoying it. Of particular note, fellow Seattle writers and friends Jeremy Zimmerman’s “Crazy Kind of Love” and Jennifer D. Munroe’s “The Strangler’s Fig” are a delight. The three of us will be celebrating the anthology’s February 1st release with absinthe next week.

I’m a storyteller, which may be part of why so much of my stuff is written to be read out loud. That’s why it gives me extra joy when I can be presented in an audio format – me, a story, and a willing listener.

That’s what makes the Wily Writers so fantastic. It’s why I was so excited to be part of their initial launch on Valentine’s Day weekend 2009. It’s why I’m so excited to have a new story there to share with you all.

It’s called “Memory in the Time of Bones,” and is a very short little sci-fi tale — a bedtime story of sorts. Just like all the other great stories there, it’s free to listen, so peruse the selection and settle in for a while. You won’t be disappointed.

The wonderful folks over at Crossed Genres (Bart Leib and Kay Holt) recently had a fabulous idea: free fiction posted by a bevy of speculative fiction authors with links to donate to a variety of organizations bringing aid to Haiti. You get a story, those in need in Haiti can get some help. But even if you don’t donate, you can still read the stories.

I love that kind of generosity. And I love the chance to draw a little attention to Partners in Health, one of the aid groups that has been in Haiti for years doing wonderful work.

This is the first story written in my Cobalt City universe. Featuring Gato Loco with a guest appearance by Mister Gray and Katherine Wilde, this was the seed for Cobalt City Blues. Because of it’s length (just over 8,000 words), subject matter (it’s a little grim and R-rated), and the fact that it deals with a leather-clad vigilante motorcyclist, regular publication for “Masks” has always been, well…elusive. But as an important piece of Cobalt City ephemera, I wanted to share it with the fans. So there it is, on the link below. Enjoy.


Masks: a de la Vega Mystery

Welcome to 2010!

That’s right.  Twenty-Ten.  We’re living in the future now, boy howdy!

For most of us that just means having to remember to write ‘10 on checks and documents for the first few weeks.  It’s a time of lists.  A time of looking not just back but forward into the new decade.

Ten years ago I was writing screenplays, pursuing that oh-so-elusive milli0n dollar spec script.  And while I love the the scripts I did with my writing partner (a delightfully-successful playwright in his own circles), there were certain realities of movies that just didn’t suit me.  I had a tendency towards bigger stories — the kinds that involve a lot of people with a lot of money to make.  That narrows the avenues in which those stories to be heard.  And the more money thrown into a project, the less control I was likely to have over it.  Frustrated, I stopped writing screenplays in the spring of 2000.

But I wasn’t done with writing, and less than four years later I started taking writing seriously again.  A few short stories turned into my first novel, Cobalt City Blues, which I wrote at the urging of my wife.  It was intended to be fluff — just a little love note to The Protectorate,  a group of super hero characters that I created with family and friends.  Thanks to the growth of Print on Demand, it was easy to make actual book versions of that first novel to distribute to those friends and creators.

It never occurred to me at the time that people who had no familiarity with The Protectorate would enjoy the same stories.  But a fuse was lit.  By the time I was deep in my second novel, the demand for more stories in the Cobalt City universe was something I couldn’t ignore.  Cobalt City Blues has been through several loving rewrites and edits since then, but as it’s core, it has never changed.  It remains an epic tale of super-humans who are often more human than super; a tale of loss, redemption, and what it means to be human told against a backdrop of four-color action and world-shaking evil.  It will always hold a special place on my shelf.

Ten years ago, I was on the brink of giving up writing.

Today, I have two of the three Protectorate novels in print looking better than ever.  The third is on deck to be written in 2010.  Detective/vigilante Gato Loco and his man/panda sidekick Snowflake have spun out into their own series, and the de la Vega Mysteries now stands at two novels and growing.  I’ve edited an anthology of stories set in Cobalt City written by regional authors who I adore and admire, and big plans are in the works for another anthology this year.

My first short fiction publication was December 2005.  I will be appearing in at least two wonderful anthologies in 2010, and I’m not ruling out the possibility of more.

We’re living in the future now, people.

Pull up a chair, grab a book, and make yourself at home!