From the Desk of the Exalted Bezarch, His Highness Jeff XXXVI: Hey, thanks!
Seated on the Corrugated Throne, the Bezarch of the Settled Time-Streams contemplates gratitude for another kind of stream.
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Seated on the Corrugated Throne, the Bezarch of the Settled Time-Streams contemplates gratitude for another kind of stream.
In the future we lust for, wearables will get a little bit cozier and a lot more Zuckable.
He’s both bloodless and bloodthirsty, despotic and decomposing, ultra-violent and highly reflective in the ultraviolet band: Potentate Imax, the Pale Pasha of Pain.
Why should the tassel on my mortarboard be the only thing dangling?
Kirkus Reviews had several nice words for MBOTA. I counted them, but I’m not prepared to share that information just yet. Or you could just read it and count for yourself. I don’t care. Whatever.
Not that 2020 needs it, but get some weirdness in your summer reading, Free weirdness. Which is the best kind.
Read “The FENGER and Other Stories” for FREE! It’s like a novella. Or a novellette. Novelito? Anyway, some bite-size oddities for you!
In Chapter 1 of Magnificent Bastards of the Apocalypse, it is Scavengeday, second day of the week. Gibson, Super Patriot Boy, and Flapman roam the Feculent Zone in search of calories and meaning. Mostly calories.