Monique is an exciting new voice in Latinx fiction.
A love letter to Stephen King and Satan from a new and exciting voice in horror
I remember meeting Michael. He was a lot smaller than I thought he would be. Not that I thought he would be a big guy. But he was petite. And not in a bad way. There’s nothing wrong with being petite. He was scrappier than I thought he would be.
Reminiscent of Clive Barker, Vidito delves into the dark corners of love, sex, and madness with language that drips raw off the page.
We want to hear your horror stories, be they real or the product of your own twisted minds.
I could never predict what was going to ruin me and what was going to rescue me.
Wrath James White’s poems are red and wet love songs to a pillory, set to the beat of a flogging whip–the kind of sweet nothings Barker’s Cenobites would whisper.
From the creator of Carnivàle and writer/executive producer of Blacklist, comes a poetry collection from a cult-icon.
I’m convinced that any food could “technically” be an aphrodisiac if someone else labels it as one.
Entropy in Bloom is a brain grenade that will blow your mind into splattered chunks.
Shit Luck is a fast-paced death tornado of serial killers, banana peels, and period blood that will suck you in, and never let go.
All Hail the House Gods is a future masterpiece of Bizarro fiction.
Elle Nash’s Animals Eat Each Other is a poignant debut that’s every bit as sharp and cutting as the barb of a scorpion’s tail.
—there’s a part of you that wonders: I don’t know, maybe Bud knows some people with tigers in their veins.
You’ll find yourself asking the question: What have I done for love, and what would I do?
Is there a Satanic conspiracy, is it all a desperate author’s insanity, or is it something else entirely?
And you know, as much as I love this poem, I still don’t completely buy it when he says that shark attacks can’t love broken collarbones.
The term “genius” gets thrown around a lot but I definitely feel Chelsea Martin is genius as fuck.
Meekings takes traditional fantasy elements and reinvents them into a dark and fun tale for the young at heart.
In an apocalyptic Texas where you can get high drinking your own shadow, there lives a young shadow junkie named Murk. This is from Brian Allen Carr’s breakout novel, Sip.
Now and then there comes a book so strange, that the comedown after reading feels like the day after an acid trip.
“Hustle sucks, man.”
“Absolutely Golden is a far-out tale that grooves right along.”
“If you’re a fan of Bizarro or plain weird fiction in general, you should give STACKING DOLL a try.”
“What if Superman’s ship didn’t crash in Kansas, but landed on the other side of the world in Soviet controlled Ukraine?”
“We met at a village cantina, and shit got deep the more rum we consumed.”
“We talked about life and writing in the same way that poets talk about love: straight forward and with no bullshit.”
“Tanzer aspires to the coolness that comes with trying but making it seem like you’re not trying, which is exactly how good writing is, and one of the reasons that Be Cool feels so effortless to read.”
CLASH BOOKS has your Valentine’s Day covered with two juicy new releases!
“There is something spicy & sensual about the warm taste of ginger on your tongue.”
“We are not defined by our traumas, we are not defined by our traumas, we are not defined by our traumas.”
“There are plenty of zines and lit sites that give authors a platform to talk about their favorite seltzer water and convince everyone they use a typewriter, which is great and all, but that’s not what this is.”
“It’s a creepy yarn that opens with a birth scene and ends with you losing your whole fucking mind.”
“It’s gross, violent, erotic, boisterous fun for a pretty non-traditional family unit.”
“Being a guest on Get Lit with Leza is like being at a great party and in therapy at the same time.”
“Imagine if David Lynch produced a gritty, raw, live-action JAMES AND THE GIANT PEACH.”
Ghosts trying to get laid, an “erotic” burning bush, forbidden love between sea monsters and more fill this collection of Torah-influenced bizarro, horror, and pulp fiction. You gotta dig any book that has a recipe for a skinhead-killing Golem.”
“It was like being at Bizarro Con again, just hanging out and nerding out about Bizarro Fiction and literature in general.”
“The most screwed up thing about The Die-Fi Experiment is that it’s not that far from reality.”
“These are stories for when you cry looking at a mirror and ask harsh questions about who the fuck is staring back at you.”
“I think I’ve organically drifted from horror to crime/noir to dark/literary.”
“Like Art School Confidential as directed by Lloyd Kauffman and Quentin Tarantino.”
“Why the fuck did they make another movie about evil children.”
“Your eyes bleed, your soul cries, but you can’t fucking stop.”
It was possibly the funkiest and most relaxed interview setting I’ve ever been in.
“Shared weirdness in a damp Necon hotel room.”
“TRAGEDY QUEENS is an anthology that brings together two powerful muses.”
“Easily the most bizarre conversation I’ve ever been a part of.”
“Aliens don’t give a fuck about you.”
“To fight, we need to believe in ourselves first.”
“I never thought a book would make me look at shadows with suspicion. Brian Allen Carr is a bad man. Dude is the Aaron Rodgers of indie writers.”
“More people need to wear a panda head when they do interviews.”
“Marisol is a bruja who must grapple with sexual abuse.”
“It was a radtacular time.”
“These stories get under your skin.”
“The F word is used three times in the first three sentences.”
“I think I was smoking a cigar.”
“You have been very critical of anthologies paying in signed photographs. Why do you hate photography, Max?”
“The panels ooze with demented sexuality, brutality and, uh, eyeball licking.”
“I think of the times I’ve cragged my legless body across razorwire, skin sloughing off as the napalm digs into me.”
“How cool would it be if you actually got Cher to do a poetry zine for one of the Ladybox releases?”
“Come to Vegas and we can go to karaoke.”
“10/10 would chat again”
“A man lives with a parasite in him.”
“My friends were all hood rats.”
Homesick for Another World is a collection of stories about people who are disengaged—from themselves, from their surroundings—and the far-reaching ways they seek out coping through destruction.
“Dreams are often a strange equalizer.”
Take a trip to the METAL side of LIT
“Being on this podcast made me feel like I fell into some weird Loony Tunes wormhole.”
“I was a religious little boy and thought Guns N’ Roses were nothing but sinners and going to hell.”
“I can’t untangle my queerness from my politics or my magickal practice.”
“No vampires, werewolves, and certainly no witches.”
“I’m still the heathen it represents, but now I’m a sober, happy heathen.”
“Saw Nunslaughter cut open a dead deer, dump buckets of blood, and throw a pig’s head off the stage for the audience to kick around in the mosh pit.”
MAGIC HAPPENS EVERY DAY
“I have a firm belief that sacred cows make the best hamburgers.”
Come As You Are to Kurthulhu
“Every human being gets addicted to something.’
“BRUJA is a fluid, non-linear, and organic experience.”
“Tragedy Queens is an anthology that brings together two powerful muses.”
“You can probably read the book faster than an acid trip lasts .”
“Spring Breakers and Gummo specifically pop to mind.”
“I am compelled to tell stories.”
“I finished The Yellow House by Chiwan Choi in one sitting, on my birthday.”
“Basically, Elizabeth Ellen should win the Pulitzer Prize and then immediately be beaten to death with it because she’s so good, so human, so completely fucked.”
“My personal favorite character is a talking bathroom that literally fucks Kyle.”
“I dreamt about Lola at night.”
“You made all of this happen with your book,” one Twitter user scolded me.”
“Imagine if Raymond Chandler or Dashiell Hammett wrote about talking chickens and anthropomorphic eggs in muumuus.”
“Titles such as Wall of Kiss, Mother Puncher, and Suicide Girls in the Afterlife grab your attention and make you wonder what kind of madness unfolds within those pages.”
“If you enjoy surrealistic Bizarro fiction with a heart too big to contain within its pages, then this is the collection for you.”
“Old gods lurk behind the stars, old loves linger on from Earth, and Mars ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids.”
“Imagine watching your ten-year old drawing chainsaw dicks.”
Danger Slater is a Bizarro writer who uses surrealism, dark humor, and a healthy dose of existential angst to create his stories.
“All of my tattoos are reflections, more or less, of visions.”
“I do not control people’s boner.”
CLASH Media catches up with Constance Ann Fitzgerald and talks about her new book, Glue.
“Here are the writers that brought the mother fucking ruckus…”
“The beauty of this anthology is how varied the voices are.”
“Here’s what needs to be on your radar.”
“What’s remarkable about these stories is Evenson’s ability to turn familiar, mundane things into objects of terror.”
“CLASH wants your creepy stories!”
“There will always be people better than you. Some of them will always be better than you. Some are so far ahead that you can’t possibly hold a candle to them.”
“Perv #2: So, who is this Anna Karenina bitch? Does she like the D?”
“Clash book reviewer and current art therapy patient and psychopath Jason Voorheesberg reviews Juliet Escoria’s new poetry collection Witch Hunt.”
“Though the novel is heavy and chock-full of moments that ache, it isn’t without hope.”
“Top 5 books you should be reading.”
“…With ‘The Face of Any Other’, Seidlinger starts at the new boundaries he’d previously set and rushes forward in a way that makes it clear he sees nothing but new ground in front of him.”
“Danger Slater is the stand up comic of the Bizarro Fiction scene. He has googly eyes, a big heart, and a mind that is teeming with dark and forbidden secrets.”
“Meet Ernie. His life is a mess. Gretchen’s gone, and the apartment they once shared in this grey, grim city is now overrun with intelligent mold and sinister bugs.”
“More Wreck More Wreck reads like the American dream if the American dream consisted of rainbows and astronaut helmets and Chicken McNuggets.”
“She’s sunk her claws into me and I’m afraid they won’t come out.”