Author Archives: Peter Darbyshire

Are some people allergic to wi-fi?

Well, some people are certainly allergic to the idea of wi-fi.

Is it still meaningful if it’s sponsored?

I noticed recently that all my Facebook friends were posting the same video about a man using pop bottles to light up Third World shacks. At first I assumed it was just some spammy viral video hijacking accounts, because that’s usually the case when my friends all start posting the same video — “Watch the shocking things this teen does!” But when it started showing up on G+ as well, I thought it might be legit, so I checked it out. Here it is:

It is legit. Sort of.

About 30 seconds in, I started thinking, “This video about product hacks is actually a Pepsi commercial.” By the time I’d finished watching the video, I was convinced it was a Pepsi commercial. So I did a little Googling. It turns out this video is a Pepsi commercial, albeit one that is based on another video that isn’t a commercial. I think.

But does that make the Pepsi version any less valuable? The video still shows how people can improve their lives, and still points to an aid agency that is presumably real. And most if not all of my friends obviously missed the fact it was advertising a product at all. So does that make the Pepsi video any less meaningful?

Yes and no. I think the fact that Pepsi hid its involvement outside of the product placement will ultimately reflect badly on the company, as people will react angrily to being duped. No one wants to be an unwitting viral marketer. Had Pepsi simply presented a video documentary about this amazing achievement, with a “Pepsi salutes” intro and perhaps some donation dollars, people would happily kept on sharing this video while chugging Pepsi cola. But the fact they chose to hide it makes the whole thing seem like a calculated deception, and will likely prompt people to delete the video from their streams.

Which is a shame, because people really need to watch this video and help out with this cause.

Come on, Pepsi. Step up and do the right thing. The real thing.

We Will All Be Ghosts… in October

I’m as excited as an eldritch horror to announce I’ve got a new short story, “We Will All Be Ghosts,” coming out in the Innsmouth Free Press in October. It’s a Lovecraftian superhero story of sorts, which is all I can really say about it for now.

I grew up reading Lovecraft — bought my first anthology in Grade 4 — and playing Call of Cthulhu, so this is a pretty emotional moment for me. I really can’t talk about it… shoggoth has my tongue….

While you’re waiting, why don’t you check out some of the other offerings from the Innsmouth Free Press, including its Monster Bytes newspaper, created by readers.

And hey, you can always help keep the Free Press alive through donations. They’re Canadian, after all….

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If I had a million rankings….

Please just jumped a million rankings on Amazon off one sale. I guess it’s a slow month in the book biz….

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They are bombing Ikeas.

U.S. Marines vs. the Roman Empire

I had plans to do a lot of posting around here, but then I started reading this reddit thread about whether or not a Marine unit could take down the Roman Empire if it travelled back in time….

Another day, another corpse

I haven’t been posting much lately about my new novel, The Apocalypse Corpse, because I’ve been too busy writing/editing it (as well as a few short stories). Yesterday was a pleasant milestone, as I finished the second draft. Now I’m going to read books and play video games for a couple of days….

The book needs another draft yet to fix some timeline things I’m not comfortable with, but I think it’s mainly there. I figure it’s probably a couple of months away from hitting my agent’s inbox. And then, of course, the rewrites start again.

In the meantime, here are a couple of random lines from the book:

“My face must look like a Jackson Pollock painting by now.”

“I don’t want to fall and die in an office. Especially this office.”

“I don’t have a clue how to cut open his skull and take out the brain without ruining it.”

The angel Azrael just rode into town

My latest weird western story, “The Angel Azrael Rode Into the Town of Burnt Church on a Dead Horse,” just went live at Beneath Ceaseless Skies. As I mentioned earlier, BCS is one of my favourite speculative fiction magazines because it gives a damn about the literary in literature. The stories it publishes are all over the map, and usually indescribable, but they’re always damned good.

Readers who only know me through my novels Please and The Warhol Gang may be a bit surprised to discover I’ve written a weird western. In fact, it’s not the first weird western I’ve published. My story “The Fourth Horseman” won On Spec‘s story of the year award a few years back, and I’ve got another weird western that I’ve just finished and I’m looking to place now. I’ve also got a few other spec lit stories coming out in the near future, including a Cthulhu superhero story. Yeah, you read that right. But more on that later.

If you’ve checked out any of my other stories, though, you’ll know I have a taste for the fantastic or magic realism or spec lit or whatever you choose to call it. For instance, “We Continue to Pray for Something to End Our Prayers,” which you can read for free at This magazine, or “Beat the Geeks” (Kindle version here), “Has the World Ended Yet?” (Kindle version here) or “Deja Yu Makes the Pain Go Away” (Kindle version here). What can I say — I hate the world we live in….

Anyway, thanks to the generosity of the good people at Beneath Ceaseless Skies, you can read “The Angel Azrael” for free online, although you can also buy the issue, which includes a story by Marissa Lingen, for 99 cents on Kindle. And, of course, it’s free to subscribe to BCS.

I'm afraid of the suburbs

When I go out for long rides on my bike, I like to put the iPod on shuffle to see what accidental mashups it makes in my mind. Yesterday’s perfect synchronicity was Bowie and Reznor’s “I’m Afraid of Americans” and Arcade Fire’s “The Suburbs.”