Since I know that one or two of you actually give a shit about this, here goes:
On February 15, my story Service of Process (about a San Francisco process server who has to serve a deposition subpoena on a particularly difficult former mobster) will appear in the ever-wonderful Shotgun Honey.
Next, in March, All Due Respect will publish my story Victor Blank Is A Sonofabitch, and on March 29th, Shotgun Honey will publish my story Tough Love.
Also, sometime in the next several months the Near to the Knuckle anthology will appear and it will include my very creepy story An Evening In Sin City.
Oh, and sometime in the coming weeks, I’m not sure when exactly, the precocious Slit Your Wrists will post my very short flash story Work Ethic.
And, in April, the story Bitch Mother is set to be included in Yellow Mama.
On February 8, I will be one of the readers at Joe Clifford’s Lip Service West. I will be reading the mostly-true story of my brother’s death. I really like that I get to be included in this event. What a great thing. If you are anywhere near Berkeley that night, please come, Joe said if I didn’t bring 10 people he would cut off my thumb.
Also, I might be on a podcast in March, but I don’t want to say anything until it is more confirmed because I don’t want to look like an even bigger asshole than I usually do.
Okay, my novel. Not sure about this right now. It is at 12,000 words at the moment, which is really too long for a short story and way too short for a novel or even a novella. Fellow writer Brian Panowich was kind enough to read my first draft and he provided me with some very usefull notes. So, at this point I’m trying to decide whether to really dig in and make the thing a full-blown novel or novella at 20, 30, 40,000 words, or, instead, cut it down some and package it as a longer short story in a collection along with all my other Modesto crime/noir stories. I’ll think I’ll try both and see how it goes.