Alienation by Robert Pritchard is Borjesian-style science fiction, in the style of T’Lon or Ulqbar, featuring linguistic invasions, reality altering and mouth-watering weirdness.
Cybernetrix by Carlton Mellick III is the weirdest work of 80’s sociopolitical satire you’ll ever read, based on one of the worst-best examples of early computer animation in popular culture.
The Man Who Heard Donuts by Oliver Buckram is one of those strange examples of fiction that grabs your by the face the second you start reading it and holds you down until the last word, before slamming your face against the book and going ‘Any Questions?’
Super-Earth Mother by Guy Immega is the epic hard-scifi recounting of how mankind reached and finally colonized distant exo-planets, through the help of the AI agents and caretakers, the Mother series.
Romero 2.0 by David Conyers and Brian Sammons is old-school Martian zombie horror, the kind that the genre needs as it swan song, before we shoot it in the head and then cry about it for 4 episodes.
The Old One By PA Douglas is the literary equivalent of a chainsaw revving up halfway through a solemn open mic night of Lovecraft reading, before breaking into a slam poetry version of ‘The Fungi from Yuggoth’
North of the Arctic Circle By Peter Rawlik is a story about Christmas and the joy it brings to the meek and the mighty alike. It’s a story of almost-redemption and it plays out like a Hammer Horror Christmas Special.
The Stanley Parable by Galactic Café is an exercise in existential horror, detailing the further adventures of Stanley and the Narrator through video game hell. True to almost every depiction of Hell worth its salt, it is absurdly funny and harrowingly dark.
Like Oceans of Liquid Skin by ES Wynn is a horror/scifi choose-you-own-adventure book, about a mutagenic weapons expert, stuck in a planet with an army of John Carpenter’s The Thing’s older, meaner, hungrier brothers.
All but mindless…
Doctor Taldas is a mutagenic weaponry expert in the employ of the Grey Society, a secret conglomerate of scientists and weapons manufacturers that have their hands in almost every pie in the stairways. After being called to Orcus Delta to investigate a case of what is described as a ‘possible xenological epidemic’ he realizes that Hell is a very real place, somewhere in the western spiral arm of the Galaxy.
A Plant (Whose Name is Destroyed) By Seth Dickinson is a short story/study in the nature and specifics of divinity, with a touch of inescapable heartache. Just what the doctor ordered for a Loathsome Summer.
On June 9th, 2013, one of the greatest modern writers of science fiction was lost to us after a long, harrowing struggle with cancer. For those of you not in the know, Iain Banks was, in may ways, the father of the modern cinematic science fiction: he was a weaver of worlds, of powerful imagery, of wide-screen infinite-budget CGI borne from a very rich imagination.
Born February 15th, 1954 to a professional ice-skater mother and an Admiralty Officer father, Banks decided that the one thing he always ever wanted to do was to just…write. From the age of 11, he began the long process of weaving worlds, which produced an entire novel (the Hungarian Lift-Jet) by the age of 16. After finishing his very first honest-to-God novel, the Wasp Factory, in 1984, Iain had apparently worn a considerable number of typewriters down, which led his agent to agree with him in a one-book-per-year deal. Iain (reluctantly) agreed.
His work has been adapted into television series, radio-dramas and a theater play, called The Curse of Iain Banks. A politically active and terrifyingly imaginative man, Iain Banks did his absolute best to be a man of the world and a writer first, instead of simply resting in his polymer-based orbital palace he’d built for himself thanks to his work.