Friday Reads is a thing that happens every Friday (imagine that) on Twitter. People post what they’re reading, mark it with a hashtag #FridayReads, then interested folks can search that hashtag to see the wide variety of what is being read out in the world. I like seeing what people read, just like I like peeking at what people are reading at airports and things.
Anyway, I have two to offer this week. The first is this bad mofo:
Bottom line is it has a story of mine in it. I have 5 copies that arrived yesterday, and my contributor’s copy is on the way. Thinking about taking the extras (which would be four, after I keep one and give one to my magnificent and ever-supportive mother, hoping she doesn’t read the stories and form an unsavory opinion on the kind of writers I fraternize with) to the local bookstore to sell, or just giving them away. Anyone reading this blog who would like one but doesn’t have the scratch at the moment to order it?
I’m also reading this compact chunk of evil:
Southern Gods. John Hornor friggin’ Jacobs. He’s a friend of mine, this is his first novel (of about 500 he’s got coming out in the next year or so), and so you are obligated to check it out. I’m only about 40 pages in and I’m hooked, and this is in a genre — horror, sort of, I guess — that I’m pretty unfamiliar with. I’ll be talking about it more once I finish it, but in the meantime, BUY IT. The man has chirren to feed, for crissakes. Here’s the synopsis:
Recent World War II veteran Bull Ingram is working as muscle when a Memphis DJ hires him to find Ramblin’ John Hastur. The mysterious blues man’s dark, driving music – broadcast at ever-shifting frequencies by a phantom radio station – is said to make living men insane and dead men rise. Disturbed and enraged by the bootleg recording the DJ plays for him, Ingram follows Hastur’s trail into the strange, uncivilized backwoods of Arkansas, where he hears rumors the musician has sold his soul to the Devil. But as Ingram closes in on Hastur and those who have crossed his path, he’ll learn there are forces much more malevolent than the Devil and reckonings more painful than Hell… In a masterful debut of Lovecraftian horror and Southern gothic menace, John Hornor Jacobs reveals the fragility of free will, the dangerous power of sacrifice, and the insidious strength of blood.
Buy these books. You’ll make the world a better place.