My reading is all over the map and might catch grief for this but I'm going anyway. Yeah. That guy. Freaking prodigy. Writes his speedy indulgence novel Twelve at like, what? Seventeen? No way. Hunter S. Thompson blurbs it. Grabs headlines, gets marginalized, bashed, lots of comparisons to that other suave nihilistic culture miner who (by the way) just keeps powering on with a vengeance. A fluke? No. Creeps me right the heck out with his second novel The Third Brother. The second book kind of gets panned, but the parts featuring that fateful September morning we all dread talking about sear to the bone. So, guess what? They make a movie of his first novel that just craters. Expected and deserved, I mean, I didn't watch it because even the trailers were annoying. Story over? No. Now this. This. Say what you want. Snarky spoiled rich kids and blah, blah, blah. But the writing is tight. Breathlessly tight and just moves. Grrr. Green-eyed monster? You bet. But there are worse things to read out there, believe me.
Other things. Soderbergh swings the spotlight on possibly my favorite spoken word artist. Long overdue. Glad I got to see Gray "live" before he ended his way in this world.
KIERAN SHEA’s fiction has appeared in dozens of venues including Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine, Thuglit, Dogmatika, Word Riot, Plots with Guns, Beat to a Pulp, Crimefactory, and Needle: A Magazine of Noir ...as well as in some beefy-looking anthologies most of which will make you question the tether of his shiny, red balloon. To his self-deprecating astonishment he's also been nominated for the Story South’s Million Writers Award twice without sending the judges so much as a thank you note. He co-edited the satiric transgressive fiction collection D*CKED: DARK FICTION INSPIRED BY DICK CHENEY and his debut novel KOKO TAKES A HOLIDAY is out now from Titan Books. Kieran divides his time between 38°58′22.6″N- 76°30′4.17″W and 39.2775° N, 74.5750° W.