The Book Cover

Buy book one, Traitor Comet! Thank you to all who voted for the cover of the first book in my novel series on the lives of Antonin Artaud and Robert Desnos. This is the chosen cover for Traitor Comet: I am waiting for the galleys, and look forward to offering my first novel in thisContinue reading “The Book Cover”

Designing the Cover

Buy book one, Traitor Comet! As stated, the first book in the series, Traitor Comet, will be coming out soon. I just wanted to give an update: copyediting is done, the book is being designed, and I have to choose my cover style. Written from the point of view of a fictional friend, Traitor CometContinue reading “Designing the Cover”

The First Novel is Out!

Buy book one, Traitor Comet! For technical reasons, the first book to come out this year(!) will indeed be Traitor Comet, set from May 1926 – June 1926. I had considered combining it with book two, L’Etoile de Mer (The Starfish), set from September 1926 – May 1927, but the publisher could not bind aContinue reading “The First Novel is Out!”

From Book 3: The Seashell and the Clergyman

            On the evening of the premiere of The Seashell and the Clergyman my skin was a riot of inflamed cysts again, and I elected to stay home with an analgesic and a warm towel on my face. It was just as well, for reportedly there was another public scandal. While the raging, lustful priestContinue reading “From Book 3: The Seashell and the Clergyman”

Self-Publishing Update: In Revisions

Book one, Traitor Comet, is edited and book two, L’Etoile de Mer (The Starfish) is in revisions. I’m researching a publisher I’ve contacted before, because they were bought last year. I’m planning both print and digital copies for sale, for a lower price than most books. (As I’ve stated before, I have no profit motiveContinue reading “Self-Publishing Update: In Revisions”

From Book 2: Dadesque Dating

“Do you remember when we took a month off and camped out along the Rhein?” I asked Franz suddenly. “That summer before the War. We walked from town to town, slept under the stars—”             “I remember.” Franz laughed suddenly. “And you built that raft and tried to float out to the Mäuseturm. You didn’tContinue reading “From Book 2: Dadesque Dating”