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Bouchercon! Noir At The Bar!

Crime fiction aficionados! I will be at Bouchercon in Long Beach this November! Doing stuff! And things!

Mostly hanging out at the bar.

Here’s where I’ll be!

Thursday, November 13th

1:00pm – Murder Most Ghostly and Paranormal (Regency B)

Just a guess here, but I think we’re talking about ghosts and murder and stuff?

5:30pm – Noir at the Bar: Author Readings (Regency C)

YES! WE ARE ACTUALLY FUCKING DOING THIS.

Eric Beetner and I will be emceeing, probably reading. We’ll announce the actual list of readers soon, but so far we’ve got OVER TWENTY READERS lined up for this thing. AND WE’RE GIVING AWAY BOOKS.

YES. GIVING AWAY BOOKS. AS IN FREE

So, you know, be there.

I’ll be floating around the con on other days, too, but those are the days you can be sure to find me.

 

 

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BROKEN SOULS Is Out Today!

My latest novel, BROKEN SOULS, is out today. Everybody do the Snoopy Dance. If you are so inclined I would love it if you would pick up a copy.

It shares a birthday with Delilah S. Dawson’s SERVANTS OF THE STORM, Kat Richardson’s final installment of her long-running Greywalker series REVENANT and Lev Grossman’s THE MAGICIAN’S LAND. I’m sure it shares a birthday with lots of other books, too.

There are, after all, 299 SF/F books coming out in August, not counting self-published releases.

There’s Karina Cooper’s ENGRAVED (8/11) Jaye Wells’ CURSED MOON (8/12), Richard Kadrey’s THE GETAWAY GOD (8/26), Kameron Hurley’s THE MIRROR EMPIRE (8/26), John Scalzi’s LOCK IN (8/26), John Hornor Jacobs’ THE INCORRUPTIBLES (8/14), Dana Fredsti’s PLAGUE WORLD (8/26), Ann Aguirre’s HAVOC (8/26), and many, many more.

This is awesome.

I’ve heard some people comment that that’s too many books. That authors will be lost in a tidal wave of so many releases, as though we were all competing against each other. It’s easy to see why people might think that. They’re used to the way movies or television work. When you see a movie you sit in the theater for two hours and you consume that experience. You buy the ticket, you see the movie. One directly leads into the other. That first week is crucial.

But books are not like movies. If we don’t crack our first day box-office nut we’re not going to be relegated to a two week run at some grindhouse theater where the floors are sticky with questionable fluids. Though an opening week is undoubtedly good for business, books are neither bought, nor experienced that way.

When you buy a book, you don’t necessarily read it right away. Sometimes it goes onto a To-Be-Read pile or sits in an archive on your Kindle to get to later. Or maybe you don’t hear about the book until a friend mentions it and it’s been out for a year. Try that with a movie and you might never get a chance to see it. Maybe it’s some art-house flick that doesn’t get a DVD release, or it’s a huge seller that they don’t want to release to a streaming site like Netflix.

A book doesn’t suddenly become inaccessible simply because it didn’t earn out in the first two days. There are options to get a book now that didn’t exist twenty years ago.

If there’s any competition going on it’s with everything that takes your attention. Books, sure, but also movies, videogames, the baby screaming in the other room, the day job, getting the kids to school, sleep. You know, LIFE. We’ve only got so much time in a day and it’s a precious commodity.

Now I think BROKEN SOULS is a pretty good book and it’s already getting some good reviews, I know that it may not be for you. It’s noir. It’s dark and violent. There’s a lot of swearing. If you decide to take a chance on it know that I am grateful and thankful for your time and attention. I hope it’s a book that’s worthy of those things.

But if it’s not your bag, maybe check out some of the titles up top, instead. I’ve heard excellent things about all of them and I’m sure you’ll find something you like.

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Looks Like I’m Not The Only One Giving Away Copies of BROKEN SOULS

Hey!

Not only am I giving away copies of BROKEN SOULS, looks like my publisher is doing it, too. They just put up another Goodreads giveaway for 16 copies ARCs.

You can enter here.

So if you want to up your chances you can enter for mine (details here) and up your chances by entering the one at Goodreads.

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Want A Free Copy of BROKEN SOULS?

Hey!

BROKEN SOULS, the follow-up to DEAD THINGS that continues the increasingly poor life choices of necromancer Eric Carter, comes out in three weeks!

The book drops August 5th and will be available at bookstores across the land like Mysterious Galaxy, Barnes & Noble and Amazon!

Also, if you happen to be going to San Diego Comic Con at the end of July Mysterious Galaxy will be selling copies early at their booth and I’ll even sign ‘em when I’m there Friday and Sunday!

But even with all those option, wouldn’t you rather get one for free?

I’m giving away 5 copies of Broken Souls. Signed, natch. How do you enter? Easy. Follow me on Twitter at @sblackmoore and from July 15th to July 25th hit me up saying you want to win a copy and use the hashtag #BrokenSouls.

That last bit’s important. Because that’s how I’m keeping track of everybody who enters. On the 25th I’ll pick five names out of a fez and send that puppy to you TOUT FRIGGIN’ SUITE.

Oh, one more thing. This is good for North America only. Sorry, folks, but international shipping breaks the bank.

So hit me up. I got some necromancy goodness here that want to find a good home.

Oh, also, if you want BROKEN SOULS and you haven’t read DEAD THINGS, let me know. Because I got copies of that lying around, too and if you win I’ll send you both of ‘em.

‘Cause I’m a giver.

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Wanna Read Chapter One of Broken Souls?

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To San Diego And Beyond… Or, Pretty Much Just San Diego, Actually

BROKEN SOULS comes out in less than a month. *cue panic* But if you’re going to San Diego Comic Con you can get copy before it officially comes out.

BE ONE OF THE COOL KIDS! BE THE ENVY OF YOUR FRIENDS! FLAUNT IT AT YOUR FRIENDS, NEIGHBORS, PETS!

All you have to do is go to the Mysterious Galaxy Booth #1119 where they will be selling copies!

And if you want it signed, you can catch me at a couple of places at the con.

Friday, July 25th, 1:00pm – 101 Ways to Kill a Man – Room 32AB

Coming up with creative ways to commit mayhem and murder is the lifeblood of these talented thriller authors. A fatal chimera virus; hybridized bioengineered parasites; murderous microchips; lethal electric stimuli; deathstrike via satellite targeting-how many ways can you kill someone? Top thriller authors Tobias Buckell (Hurricane Fever), Alex Hughes (Marked), M. A. Lawson (Rosarito Beach), Stephen Blackmoore (Broken Souls), Gregg Hurwitz (Don’t Look Back), and moderator Jeff Ayers (Long Overdue) discuss the art of delivering deadly thrills. But don’t worry too much. A little light reading never killed anyone.

Afterward I’ll be signing books with these fine, upstanding gentlemen and did I mention you can get a copy of BROKEN SOULS before it comes out? What? I did? Oh, okay.

Sunday, July 27th, 2:00pm – Signing at the Mysterious Galaxy Booth #1119
Can’t get enough of me? THEN COME ON BY AND I’LL MAKE EYE CONTACT AND EVERYTHING!

I’ll be signing at the MG booth from 2:00 to 3:00. You’ll know my by the blank, soulless gaze as I stare at the chaos around me, driven mad by the gibbering of thousands of fans. Other people’s fans. Probably Kevin Hearne’s, or Joe Hill’s or Jim Butcher’s.

But let’s be clear on one thing. My fans are the sexiest.

What? You want more? WHAT THE HELL DO I NEED TO DO TO APPEASE YOU PEOPLE? FINE.

Friday, August 15th at 7:00 I’ll be back in San Diego at Mysterious Galaxy at 7051 Clairemont Mesa Blvd #302, San Diego, CA 92111. I’ll be signing, surprise! copies of BROKEN SOULS, DEAD THINGS, other people’s books, butt cheeks, whatever you want. Just not checks. Unless they’re somebody else’s checks. I’ll sign those.

Hope to see some of you out there.

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In Which I Carry On A Grand (if short) Tradition

So a while back Monsieur Chuck Wendig, Master of The Beard, wrote a book for Abaddon Books titled UNCLEAN SPIRITS kicking off their Gods And Monsters series in which the gods have come to Earth and are fucking with the little folk.

This was then followed up by DRAG HUNT by Pat Kelleher wherein the god Coyote has lost his penis and is scouring the world looking for it. No, really. It’s about Coyote’s penis. Honest. It’s awesome.

The third in the series, coming out in December, is MYTHBREAKER. By me.

TA-DA! We have a cover.

MYTHBREAKER
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As a child Louie had conversations with “invisible friends” and could see patterns in the world no one else could see.

In other times he would have been a prophet – someone to make people believe in the gods.

But he grew out of the visions and into a life in the underworld as a drug runner.

Now thirty-five and burnt out, he’s had enough. With access to the mob’s money he plans to go out in a big way. Only he can’t. A broken down car, a missed flight; it’s bad enough being hunted by the mob, but now the gods – kicked out of the Heavens – need someone to tell their stories, and they aren’t letting go.

Caught between two warring factions of gods and the mob Louie hatches a plan to get out, if it doesn’t get him killed first.

Man, I do like me that cover.

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Somebody likes BROKEN SOULS

And that somebody would be RT Book Reviews.

“Blackmoore’s bottomless imagination concocts some truly twisted, weird, bloody and deviously clever stuff in this latest novel, featuring his acerbic necromancer, Eric Carter.”

Four and a half stars, baby. And a Top Pick for August.

Not to be outdone, the remarkable Kat Richardson (REVENANT) and Jaye Wells – CURSED MOON get some book lovin’, too!

BOOYAH!

RT_review

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Phoenix Comic-Con: A Desperate Journey To A Savage Land

I don’t know where to start. It’s all a blur. From getting onto a flight at LAX to getting home four days later? Five days? I can’t remember.

Sometime last Wednesday I went into Bat Country. I’m not sure I got out again.

ray milland - the lost weekend 1945
ME. SOMEWHERE IN PHOENIX.

WEDNESDAY

Chuck Wendig and Kevin Hearne taking me out into the desert, a giant spider erupting from the ground to tell me secrets, dark whispers on the wind until it turns into Delilah Dawson weaving a spell that will trap the souls of the unwary. What she does with them I do not know. I cannot know. These are the Damned whose names have been turned to dust. She tears into them with the fervor of a starving hobo.

Blood. So much blood. A car made of bone and sinew and flesh. It runs on bile and flame. Sam Sykes at the wheel, his steely eyes staring into a land of dust that only he can see. He guides us through a hell of our own making. A cackling Lela Gwenn whips a herd of half-naked Abercrombie & Fitch models until their desiccated skin flays in the desert sun, falls to the ground to feed the snakes that chase us.

There is coffee and pain and fish and chips and churro bacon cupcakes.

But mostly there is pain.

THURSDAY

Brian McClellan gloats over a mummified dog’s head dipped in gold. It tells us the Secrets Of The Winds, its sapphire eyes twinkle and when Brian speaks it is the voice of the dog’s head. Is he the dog or is the dog him? Are we all the dog? Are none of us? Brian gloats. Brian judges. Brian tears through a cake of madness and despair.

THE ANGRY LEPRECHAUN
THE ANGRY LEPRECHAUN JUDGES

There are tacos. So many tacos. Tacos to make the world weep. Tacos to end the universe. We consume the tacos and they consume us.

These are some goddamn good tacos. These are the Tacos of God.

Jaye Wells is a fiery goddess, dispensing wisdom and lies. Lies that are truths. Lies that are the meanings in hidden places, in the spaces in between. She speaks and the world burns.

JAZZ HANDS OF DOOM
JAZZ HANDS OF DOOM

Leanna Renee Hieber proves her bonafides by tearing through a man’s jugular and drinking deep his blood. It pours into the streets, washes us all in its red sea. A baptism of blood and pain. She is The Legit Vampire.

Jason Hough, Django Wexler, and Wesley Chu are the Three Smiling Deaths, their teeth flashing neon, their eyes gray static. When they speak there is a sound of distant radios as heard on deserted highways. Songs that no sane man was meant to hear, a mad piping on the midnight air. They sweep through the streets of Phoenix, leaving dread and a feral madness in their wake. Wes flexes his muscles and thousands die, Django sets his Bone Hounds upon the people laughing at each rendered corpse. Jason is the Lord of Lightning, arcs of electrified death bursting from his fingers.

Mike Underwood tells me he knows an escape. A way through the mindless horde. But like the others he is nothing more than a face of the Devil. I escape but at a cost. I lose a hand and part of my left foot.

Myke Cole attempts to rescue us from this pit. He is valiant. He is prepared. But not even he can save us. It is too late. We are too far gone. We leave his body in the desert, knowing that not even the vultures can truly kill him. He will rise again. I can only hope that I am far from this blasted land before he comes for my head. I can still see his feral grin, his crazed eyes. He is a man of honor, but honor means nothing in this wasted world.

We are lost.

FRIDAY

I carve an X on my forehead to ward my mind from the madness that engulfs us. Instead of blood only dust appears. It blows away on superheated winds. There is a distant memory of panels. Of magic dark and profound. Of mad cities and pits of tar. These spells run deep. They go by the ancient laws that no one can break, or according to the mysteries that no one can decipher.

If I hear the word “numinous” one more time, I will devour myself.

Beth Cato and Rachel Thompson seek to break insanity’s hold. I think I am saved, but they prove to be churro wielding sirens, their confections like the smoke of poppies. Evil temptresses.

I think I have murdered a man for their churros.

SATURDAY

Jamie Wyman, Olivia Kelly and Kristin Sullivan tear through the crowds like vengeful wraiths. They consume all who come near with their fiery retribution. They are the Unmakers Of Dreams, The Dread Valkyries, The Claws of Death. There is nothing to do but run.

BOOTH BANE
YOUR VERY OWN BOOTH BANE

SUNDAY

There is more. So much more. So many left behind. So many dead. So many I cannot remember. It is too much.

Escape. Blessed escape. The lizard people taunt me, the snakes laugh. The spiders and coyotes and saguaro grasp at me trying to hold me back. I fly away on wings of fire and gasoline, in a metal prison. Some day I will return. I MUST return.

That is this place’s curse. That is its joy. That I will come back is inevitable. That I will leave some part of myself behind a given.

There is nothing else.

There is only Phoenix.

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Goin’ To Phoenix – AN UPDATE!

I’ll be at Phoenix ComicCon in a week and a half doing authorly things. Like, you know, drinking, crying in the corner, wondering where I left my pants.

And panels! Yes. I will be on panels.

But mostly drinking.

Anyway, panels. If you’re at the con and would like to hear my PEARLS OF WISDOM (imagine that in an echoey, boomy kind of voice) and be led astray here’s where I’ll be and what I’ll be doing.

Friday 6/6 – 1:30pm – 2:30pm
Urban Fantasy and the Real World
I’ll be with Chuck Wendig, Greg van Eekhout, Jaye Wells, Michael R. Underwood and Vicki Pettersson talking about how our fictional worlds intersect with reality.

Friday 6/6 – 4:30pm – 5:30pm
Magic Systems: Urban Fantasy vs. Epic Fantasy
“Epic fantasy and urban fantasy use magic in different ways..or do they? Panelists from both ends of the fantasy spectrum talk about whether magic is constrained by genre.” With Jaye Wells, Jim Butcher, Myke Cole, Patrick Rothfuss and Sam Sykes.

Saturday 6/7 – 10:30am – 11:30am
Constructing a Mystery Plot
Talking ideas on how to build a mystery with Charlaine Harris, Jeffrey J. Mariotte, Kris Neri and Vicki Pettersson.

**UPDATES**

A couple of NEW DEVELOPMENTS!

I will be spending a large portion of the con sitting at a table (Booth 2414) with the terrifying and inimitable (trust me, I’ve tried to imitate him, but I just can’t get the beard right) Chuck Wendig signing books, talking books, making trebuchets to launch cats across the aisle at Jaye Wells and Kevin Hearne and other such authorly things.

So if you’ve a mind, come on by!

ALSO! I will be at the Drinks With Authors event Saturday night where YOU CAN WIN AN ARC of BROKEN SOULS, two of which will be given away as door prizes BECAUSE I LOVE YOU PEOPLE LIKE THAT.

Well, actually I love you people the way Buffalo Bill loves a good skin suit, but that’s different.

Beyond that who knows? I’ll be around. Like a cloud of toxic gas.

Hope to see y’all out there.