Justice, Inc: savvy, somewhat savage short stabs.

A review of Justice, Inc. by the one and only Rowena Hoseason.

“There are certainly moments where it appears Bridges is being an A1 smart-arse simply because he can and that’s part of the delight of this anthology.”

Wonderful. Thank you, Rowena.

I honestly don’t understand the purpose of book trailers (why the hell are we making movies to encourage people to read books?), but my publisher says they help indie authors reach larger audiences. And since I need all the help I can get, I agreed to make one. So I downloaded some free video-editing software, and set up some shots in my living room. I have to admit it was kind of fun, although I’m not sure the end result is going to help us sell books. However, if anyone besides myself gets a chuckle out of it, I guess it was worth the effort. I call this book trailer Hello, Dolly. Enjoy.

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This is a blog post to thank those kind souls who have contributed to my Indiegogo campaign, which is raising money to market my debut short-story collection, JUSTICE, INC.

The book is being published by Monkey Puzzle Press, a small press that does not have a budget for things like advance-reading copies, advertising, postcards, bookstore fees, or a book tour. Without marketing, your book basically just sits on the shelf and gathers dust. This is the nature of publishing in the modern age. No one can do it alone. Thank you, everyone. This book literally (get it?) would not be possible without you.

We raised $3,745!

In no particular order:

Michelle Crouse

Shalauna Miller

Megan Bell

Chris Bell

Erica Grossman

Sandra Renteria

Paul Osincup

Cheri Coop

Adam Coop

Lois Bridges

Lisa Billig Roina

Tom Parkin

Reg Davey

Rowena Hoseason

Kim Whitrap

Dave Whitrap

Turisa Rucker

Ashleigh Phaneuf

Linda Duits

Jason Quinn Malott

Stacey Merkl

Christina Torres-Petitt

Branden Petitt

Dana Jacobs

Chad Jacobs

Amy Kathleen Ryan

Phil Heron

Kelly Bartlett

Frank Westworth

Lindsey Barger

Adriana Montenegro

Marisa Lubeck

Josie Pack

Dave Lieberman

Cortney Holles

Demesia Razo

Dyland Wilson

Chris Gotcu

Kent Bridges

Nicole James

BJ Heck

Tim Cochran

Kathy Brill

Emmett Evanoff

Luke Franklin

There have also been several anonymous donors. I don’t know who you are, but thank you.


March 7, 2014

In the Neighborhood

February 19, 2014

We live in a strange neighborhood. I don’t think anyone would intentionally move here, but it’s kind of awesome. The main road near our apartment building is filled with car dealerships, strip malls, gas stations, pawn shops (all desperate to buy your GOLD! GOLD! GOLD! for some mysterious reason), fast-food franchises, storage-rental facilities, hot tub dealerships, and furniture stores. There’s an interstate less than a mile away, and apparently some train tracks nearby (I’ve never seen the damn thing but it’s close enough to wake me up at night). In less than ten minutes, you can walk to a Toyota dealership, a Walgreens, Olive Garden, Wal-Mart, McDonald’s, Dairy Queen, and a Napa Auto Parts store.

But there are other places to walk, too.

There’s a windowless bar four blocks away with John Wayne’s face stenciled on the outside and a mannequin dressed in a cowboy costume inside. The mannequin’s name is Jasper. He’s popular with the ladies.

About five blocks away there’s a comic book store the size of an airplane hanger. We once walked in randomly and discovered that George Takei was signing head shots in the back.

In the other direction, there’s a nerd-themed bar/coffee shop called the Emerald Tavern, where you can buy a pint of mead and then slaughter trolls with your friends on the gaming tables in back.

Next to the drunk-geek factory, there’s an exotic-animal pet shop that smells like a junior-high boys’ locker room. They have a sloth in there that hangs upside down in the window all day long. They also have a taxidermied fox that they won’t sell me.

Across the street from this PETA nightmare, there’s an antique mall that takes several hours to walk through. I like to go there and fondle the doll heads until the owners kick me out. I found a stuffed cat there one time made out of rabbit fur. I repeat: a cat made of rabbit fur.

And right next door there’s a pool hall next to the best karaoke bar I’ve ever seen. When you walk inside, it’s like Stephen King wrote a short story and then Quentin Tarantino made a musical about it with a drunken, tone-deaf cast.

There’s an automotive shop around the corner with a neon sign out front that features a new pseudo-philosophical saying every month. Today it says: “A small town is a spot where there’s no place you can go that you shouldn’t.” Yeah, I don’t really get it either.

I’m glad no one else wants to live here.


November 25, 2013

In a recent podcast, Anneque Malchien reviewed the anthology “Tuned to a Dead Channel” and had some very nice things to say about my story. She also regularly reviews indie books on her website. Check out the podcast here: http://www.buzzsprout.com/17574/132140-indie-and-more-book-review-episode-2

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