Lots of stuff has been happening. If you haven’t noticed, I haven’t blogged in a long while so I’ve got a backlog of news (or news-like) items to share.
First, I was extremely flattered when Pat Rothfuss, bestselling author of The Name of the Wind and Wise Man’s Fear took the time, unasked, to review The Twelve-Fingered Boy. You can read the review in full here. In the review, he said:
“Why did I like this book so much?
Lovely mysteries. Coming of age story. Clever plot. Good language. An element of the fantastic in the modern day, without falling into the done-to-death urban fantasy stuff. It was fresh and fun and actually made me a little weepy in places.
It’s absolutely worth your time. Seriously. Read it.”
So that was awesome, what?
In related news, Pat was also kind enough to blurb The Incorruptibles. He said:
“One part ancient Rome, two parts wild west, one part Faust. A pinch of Tolkien, of Lovecraft, of Dante. This is strange alchemy, a recipe I’ve never seen before. I wish more books were as fresh and brave as this.”
For you fans in the UK, Gollancz has announced it will sell a bunch of debut books in electronic format for £1.99. Available for pre-order and up to and including the week of release. So, that’s pretty awesome, right? Just £1.99? That’s only like two or three hundred American dollars, right?
Also, The Incorruptibles will have a hardcover release, in addition to Goldsboro Books having a limited run of 250 signed fancy editions.
I’ll be traveling to London this summer for the release and attending NineWorlds and LonCon3. There’s been some internet kerfuffling regarding LonCon3, Jonathan Ross, and the Hugos, but all that stuff will be long behind us come August, okay? *gives the Internet the stinkeye* OKAY?
Oh, yeah. And then this happened:
How cool is that? I LURVE MAPS. Especially maps of my books.
Speaking of The Twelve-Fingered Boy, its sequel The Shibboleth was released on March 1st. Booklist gave it a starred review. Part of the review read “As before, Shreve’s appealing truculence is weighed down by the anguish of sharing the memories of too many damaged people. Jacobs works his ass off here; that’s the best way to put it because you can feel the work, in the best of senses, to make each paragraph a battling push-pull of bruising toughness, electric wit, and dazzling metaphysicality. This fits uncomfortably in every box in which you’d try to put it—in other words, it’s totally unique.”
To promote the release of The Shibboleth, the ebook price of The Twelve-Fingered Boy has been dropped to $3.49 across most platforms. Go get yourself a copy on the cheap at Amazon, or Barnes & Noble ($3.99), or the preferred ebook seller of your choice.
If you’re waffling about this, Cory Doctorow of Boing Boing called it in his review “amazing” and went on to say, “Great…novels demand likable characters — people whose danger we can’t help buy empathize with — and Twelve-Fingered Boy has a pair of two of the most likable characters I can remember meeting. Shreve is fast-talking, tough-as-nails, thoughtful and honorable; Jack is quiet, gentle, scarred but indomitable. Their adventures hopping trains and sneaking across the country to unravel the mysteries of the plot are part Huck Finn, part X-Men.”
So, there’s this show called True Detective. When I first heard about it, I was alarmed because the plot sounded somewhat familiar and it seemed that the showrunner and writer originally had set it in Arkansas. Indeed, the writer attended UofA – I assume the Masters creative writing program. I don’t have HBO – and its not on any VOD sites yet – so I haven’t been able to watch it yet, but I’m happy to see things like this popping up around the web – “Already miss True Detective? Pick Up Southern Gods” in which Scott Kennemore says, “True Detective is not this decade’s first masterwork of Cosmic Horror Detective Noir set in the wilds of the American South…and it may not be its best.”
You can pick up Southern Gods right now in trade paperback, ebook, or audiobook. Go here.
In other news, my short story “George Paul” that I read at Tales from the South (watch video here) won the season’s Grand Prize. Which was freakin’ awesome and came with one thousand bucks. BOOM. I needed it, too.
ON THE WEB
The dapper and inimitable Keith Rawson was kind enough to interview me over at LitReactor on their 10 Questions With… series. Check it out.
Kristin Centorcelli of My Bookish Ways was kind enough to interview me here where I talk about The Shibboleth. Give it a read!
This Dark Earth continues to be the red-headed stepchild of my books. It’s weird because it generates the most traffic to this website – usually from this humorous article I wrote on Huffington post. But it’s nice, however, to find that people are still discovering that novel and the story of Gus, Lucy, Knock-Out and the people of Bridge City. This review (possibly NSFW) was especially nice.
There’s been a bunch more stuff but I can’t keep track of it all. I always tell myself I need to keep track of everything better, and then I never do.
BUT THIS TIME I’M NOT JOKING. I WILL BLOG REGULARLY. I WILL. EVERY WEEK. LIKE CLOCKWORK. OKAY MAYBE NOT CLOCKWORK. MAYBE LIKE YARDWORK BUT THE POINT IS I’LL DO BETTER AT IT.