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The wait is over: Paroxysm is finally finished and available through Wasted, Inc.
Preliminary reviews are favourable,... More > including: Paroxysm...is not for the faint of heart. It's bloody, intense, and detailed. It ranges from a paleontological dig in Antarctica to Des Moines, Iowa; from a zombie fansite webmistress to a British professional killer. And oh, man, is it good.
Furthermore: Gremlin is one half Douglas Adams, one half Stephen King, one half Kurt Vonnegut, one half Chuck Palahniuk, one half Dave Barry, one half HP Lovecraft, one half Deity, one half non-existent deity, one half Harry Knowles, one half Kevin Smith, one half James Randi and three-fifths Oligarch of the universe. This staggering amount, approximately 610%, is only fitting for someone bigger than life, which is Gremlin to a T. < Less

The longawaited revision to 1999's News of the Stoopid [NotS]: 100% free of pipebombs...though there's plenty of new stuff... More > for fragile people to whimper about. < Less

A novelist walks into a restaurant.
Badumdum.
Armed with a laptop, a mobilephone, a pack of cigarettes, a coffeechick, and... More > a state of mind hovering between pure apathy and utter contempt, he spends the hours from dusk until dawn on a summer night trying to write a book about an alien invasion, an actual invasion of his privacy by every selfimportant twerp in the building notwithstanding.
Written from his perspective, coloured by his own interpretations, the fictional autobiography remains mired in truth, documenting the unfortunate epidemic of drunks and joiners lamented by lurkers the world over, his reactions and strategies to be left the hell alone ameliorating him as the antihero deigning to counterattack the forces of dimness foolishly appointing themselves entitlement to respect and adoration, all while George—a paranoid schizophrenic in the corner—counts down to the end of the world at dawn: a premise insane, yet, in the strictest sense, not necessarily inaccurate. < Less

This book stands before of every ideal, and institution of America, and punches it in the stomach just to watch the fat... More > wobble. If you ever get erked at any part of society there's a chapter in here just for you. But if you are full of warm-fuzzy all the time this book will let you know what most people think of you.

It's the bible for Skeptics, and Cynics, and anyone who hates the bible.

[amazon.com review by 'Rabbit'] < Less

The longawaited revision to 1999's News of the Stoopid [NotS]: 100% free of pipebombs...though there's plenty of new stuff... More > for fragile people to whimper about. Now in Trade Paperback. < Less

A novelist walks into a restaurant. Badumdum. Armed with a laptop, a mobilephone, a pack of cigarettes, a coffeechick, and a... More > state of mind hovering between pure apathy and utter contempt, he spends the hours from dusk until dawn on a summer night trying to write a book about an alien invasion, an actual invasion of his privacy by every selfimportant twerp in the building notwithstanding. Written from his perspective, coloured by his own interpretations, the fictional autobiography remains mired in truth, documenting the unfortunate epidemic of drunks and joiners lamented by lurkers the world over, his reactions and strategies to be left the hell alone ameliorating him as the antihero deigning to counterattack the forces of dimness foolishly appointing themselves entitlement to respect and adoration, all while George—a paranoid schizophrenic in the corner—counts down to the end of the world at dawn: a premise insane, yet, in the strictest sense, not necessarily inaccurate. < Less

A novelist walks into a restaurant.
Badumdum.
Armed with a laptop, a mobilephone, a pack of cigarettes, a coffeechick, and... More > a state of mind hovering between pure apathy and utter contempt, he spends the hours from dusk until dawn on a summer night trying to write a book about an alien invasion, an actual invasion of his privacy by every selfimportant twerp in the building notwithstanding.
Written from his perspective, coloured by his own interpretations, the fictional autobiography remains mired in truth, documenting the unfortunate epidemic of drunks and joiners lamented by lurkers the world over, his reactions and strategies to be left the hell alone ameliorating him as the antihero deigning to counterattack the forces of dimness foolishly appointing themselves entitlement to respect and adoration, all while George—a paranoid schizophrenic in the corner—counts down to the end of the world at dawn: a premise insane, yet, in the strictest sense, not necessarily inaccurate. < Less

The longawaited revision to 1999's News of the Stoopid [NotS]: 100% free of pipebombs...though there's plenty of new stuff... More > for fragile people to whimper about. < Less

The longawaited revision to 1999's News of the Stoopid [NotS]: 100% free of pipebombs...though there's plenty of new stuff... More > for fragile people to whimper about. Now in Trade Paperback. < Less