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The Bibliofiles – May 2024

Welcome to the May 2024 edition of The Bibliofiles, which collects what I’ve been reading lately. I hope something here catches your interest.

Literary Fiction

The Winter Knight by Jes Battis

The Winter Knight by Jes Battis had me hooked at the very premise of a murder mystery in modern Vancouver populated with valkyries and the surviving Knights of the Round Table. Throw in a queer coming-of-age story, absolutely magical characters and enchanting prose, and you have the most original and inventive work of Canadian literature in years. If you like well-written weird lit, it doesn’t get any better than this.

Publisher link: https://ecwpress.com/products/the-winter-knight

Genre Fiction

The Two of Swords by K.J. Parker

I love basically everything by K.J. Parker, also known as Tom Holt, and the Two of Swords series is no exception. The trilogy follows a cast of minor and major characters in a war that has split an empire apart into East and West. The characters always seem to be at the periphery of the action — until they’re not — so this may be a frustrating read to those who prefer more traditional high fantasy and the like. But Parker’s works are more character studies than plot-driven tales — and his characters are all fascinating. Imagine Elmore Leonard writing fantasy tales, and you’ll have an idea of the nature of these books. I could get into the nuts and bolts of the stories, but honestly, just pick up these books and start reading.

Publisher link: https://www.orbitbooks.net/orbit-excerpts/the-two-of-swords-volume-one/

Wolves and Girls and Other Dark Gems by Maria Haskins

You may already know Maria Haskins because of her “Maria’s Reading” roundup of genre fiction, which is the go-to guide for all the latest speculative fiction releases. But she’s also a darkly brilliant writer herself and Wolves and Girls should be at the top of your to-read pile.

The collection is a wild and unpredictable mix of short but intense tales — a quirky take on the “troll bridge” story, a version of the tale of the sirens that begins on Europa and travels the solar system, a bloody unicorn fable and more. The stories border on flash fiction and you can easily read one in a few minutes — but you won’t be able to stop at one.

Link: https://mariahaskins.com/shop/

The Doomsday Book of Labyrinths by L.M. Zaerr

The story “The Doomsday Book of Labyrinths” features an odd taxman who enters a labyrinth shop run by a mysterious child for an assessment — and then of course does not leave the labyrinth. It’s a weirdly beautiful little tale that makes me want to seek out more by the author, L.M. Zaerr.

Story link: https://www.unchartedmag.com/stories/the-doomsday-book-of-labyrinths/

Non-fiction

Number Go Up by Zeke Faux

Is crypto just the latest in a long string of investment bubbles or outright scams akin to the housing bubble or even the tulip frenzy of the 17th century? Or is it actually a revolutionary new technology that the world just isn’t ready for yet?

Perhaps the answer is that it’s both.

Zeke Faux’s book about his adventures in the weird state of crypto, Number Go Up, reads more like a sci-fi novel co-written by William Gibson and Thomas Pynchon than non-fiction. Sadly, the book chronicles one of those moments in history that is stranger than fiction.

Intrigued by the constant news stories about crypto, and perhaps jealous of his friends’ financial gains when they started to invest, reporter Faux decided to embed himself in the crypto world to determine whether it was a true revolution or one of the biggest scams in human history. Of course, by now we know the popular answer, and the book does not offer many surprises in its outcome. But it does shock in the extremes — or perhaps excesses — of the crypto boom.

We follow along as Faux attends conferences and parties at mansions, mingling with celebrities, partying with owners of virtual mutated apes, and hanging out in Bahamian luxury towers with one of the richest people on the planet. His adventure introduces him to an eccentric cast of characters — a mysterious plastic surgeon turned financial titan; a wannabe rapper, influencer and hacker who almost got away with the theft of a lifetime; a child actor turned guru; and even Jimmy Kimmel for some reason. It’s as if your annual corporate retreat went to Burning Man for an investment pitch. In a truly news weird moment, it recently came out that one of the crypto CEOs doesn’t even exist.

Faux describes a very quirky and bizarre world in the book — but also a dangerous one. He nervously tries to explore a scam factory where workers are lured and imprisoned in order to have them run crypto scams on strangers through text messages and the like. Those who don’t comply are beaten or even killed. And the entire foundation of the crypto industry seems to be built on scams, as Faux highlights how the exchanges and companies behind crypto are often built on false promises if not outright fraud. The book is a list of crypto exchanges failing and funds disappearing, with investors going broke. Not that everyone gets away with it. Sam Bankman-Fried, the stupidly rich young man in the Bahamas, eventually gets taken into custody when his exchange collapses with bewildering speed, and there are no shortage of others who face similar fates. But there’s also no shortage of people who continue to be insanely rich thanks to crypto, no matter the dubious nature in which they acquired their fortune.

You’ll likely put the book down thinking that crypto is no more than an incomprehensible scam, but it is worth noting that it was born in an attempt to actually make the world a better place. The whole craze began with the publication of “Bitcoin: A Peer-to-Peer Electronic Cash System” by a mysterious figure known as Satoshi Nakamoto. It’s too difficult to sum up the ideas that have gone into this here, but basically blockchain technology like crypto is seen by many as a counter to global inequities in financial systems and an attempt to create peer-to-peer systems that don’t require intermediaries such as banks. If you want too know more, Freakonomics has an interesting three-part podcast series on blockchain — including how Walmart is using it to improve their shipping logistics and how crypto took over the art world with NFTs.

So what’s the future of crypto? Is it destined to be no more than another investment scam that is popular now and then? Or will it eventually become a legitimate technology that actually transforms the world? It’s too early to say at this point in history, but one thing is certain: there will likely be many more books like Number Go Up written over the next few years.

Publisher link: https://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/books/711959/number-go-up-by-zeke-faux/

The Daily Dad by Ryan Holiday

For many people, the greatest multigenerational effect they will have is how they raise their children. Yet most people don’t put much thought into it and simply repeat the behaviours and patterns their parents used to raise them. Parenting is one of those things that deeply and permanently changes you, though, so you should always be thinking about it — not just how to make your children better people, but how to make yourself a better person, too.

The Daily Dad follows the model of Ryan Holiday’s The Daily Stoic book, which offers short but meaningful meditations on how to better face the world and its challenges. Each entry of The Daily Dad is a page or two in length, often featuring historical figures such as Bruce Springsteen, Lyndon Johnson and Eleanor Roosevelt. The entries usually feature some lesson about how to behave with your children, or what kind of support to offer them, but they often have some import for the reader as well. For example:

“However we conduct ourselves in front of our children — particularly at home, in private — they will come to see as normal. If we are rude or unkind to our spouse, they will assume that is an appropriate way to treat people they love. If we are anxious and overly worried, they will come to think the world is a scary place that must be feared. If we behave unethically or cynically, they too will begin to cheat and lie.”

If you are a parent or thinking about being a parent, you will likely find something of value in this book — for yourself as well as your children.

Link: https://www.dailydadbook.com

John Carter and the Gods of Hollywood

John Carter and the Gods of Hollywood by Michael D. Sellers is a curious case study of the 2012 film adaptation of the John Carter books by Edgar Rice Burroughs. Written by a fan who really wanted the movie to succeed and spawn sequels — and who runs the John Carter Files website — the book investigates not only how the movie came to be but also how it came to be such a perceived flop. It’s actually a fascinating dive into a number of intersection subjects — a literary history of Edgar Rice Burroughs, the nature of fandom, the appeal of the escapism of the John Carter tales, the internal politics of Disney, the creative processes of Pixar, the marketing of major motion pictures, and more.

The book is certainly not neutral in regards to its subject matter — Sellers yearns for the series that could have been and points blame for the film’s failings at various Disney execs (some of whom were involved in the acquisition of Marvel and the Star Wars empire and so were less preoccupied with the success of the John Carter film). But that bias aside, it’s a very compelling read about how the movie making industry works and about the troubled collision of a popular fantasy world with the world of cutthroat capitalism. A recommended read if you want to know how the magic is made — and sometimes butchered.

Amazon link: https://www.amazon.com/John-Carter-Hollywood-Michael-Sellers/dp/0615682316

Stolen Focus by Johann Hari

Why can we no longer focus on anything? Why are we addicted to our phones and social media? Who is to blame? What can we do to change things?

Stolen Focus by Johann Hari explores the crisis of attention that has afflicted us all, travelling across the world to speak to researchers and former attention engineers at Facebook and Google. What emerges from the interviews is a troubling record of how our brains are being re-engineered to increase profits for a handful of companies.

But it doesn’t have to be this way. Hari goes on a device-free seaside retreat and chronicles the slow and startling return of his attention and focus on the physical world around him. He talks to experts who offer alternative models of social media and other tech that would actually benefit their users rather than exploit them. And he sounds the alarm about what may happen if we continue along this infinitely scrolling path and do nothing.

Stolen Focus is probably a required read for anyone who has a social media account but be warned that it will likely make you want to delete your social media and turn off your phone. Which wouldn’t be all bad.

Link: https://stolenfocusbook.com

Is there still such a thing as Canadian culture? by Ken Whyte

Some interesting thoughts on the state of Canadian culture (specifically literary culture) via the SHuSH newsletter.

“My prediction is that Canada’s cultural output will revert to that of a minor province within a global empire as in the days before the Massey Commission because of the central contradiction at play here. Specifically the contradiction between culture and capital. Capital devours culture everywhere it goes. This is a core part of the imperialist nature of capital. It has to colonize and commodify every aspect of life in every place. It’s inherently expansionist in that way.

“Canada, the culture, is an idea that has been thoroughly colonized by capital and commodified. It’s also an incredibly business-run society. Canadian Capital in the 21st century does not care a wit about the idea of Canada. Canada is a vague abstraction that doesn’t show up on a spreadsheet or financial statement.”

Azrael and the Dead Man’s Hand now available

My latest tale of Azrael the angel gunslinger, Azrael and the Dead Man’s Hand, is now available in the latest issue of Beneath Ceaseless Skies. Follow Azrael as he rides into a strange town of the dead and joins a dangerous supernatural card game.

Excerpt:

The angel Azrael rode the dead horse across the broken land under the light of a half moon until he came across a graveyard that seemed to have no end. Wooden crosses stretched away to the horizon, more than he could count. Many of the crosses were bent close to the earth by time and the elements. Some were decorated with worn hats or gun belts with guns still in their holsters while others were adorned with bits of tattered lace or other fabric. None of the crosses bore names, at least none that Azrael could see.

It had been a week since he’d last come across a trading post, and even then the proprietor had been the only living soul there. Azrael had traded her a feather from his ruined wings for some of her homemade whiskey, served in a battered cup decorated with bloodstains. The whiskey had left his thoughts in a haze for days, but Azrael was relatively certain the woman hadn’t mentioned this field of the buried dead. Maybe she’d never ventured this way. Or maybe there was some other reason she hadn’t said anything. Either way, it wasn’t the first time Azrael had stumbled across a forgotten graveyard in the middle of nowhere. The world was made of such places.

Azrael scanned the night sky for the buzzards that trailed him everywhere, and because he had the eyes of an angel, he was able to pick them out of the darkness. They were hanging back, as if they didn’t like the looks of all those crosses stretching to the end of the world. Azrael reined in the dead horse, contemplating whether he should pick some different direction to wander. But then he caught a flicker of light in the distance, and a few seconds after that the faint sounds of glasses clinking together. It was a sound he’d heard countless times before, and it meant there was a saloon ahead. And where there was a saloon, there was real whiskey. He rode on, ignoring the warning of the buzzards, because his saddlebags were as empty of spirits as everything else.

A cluster of structures grew out of the night as he neared some sort of small town in the middle of the graveyard. Although to call it a town was to embellish its nature considerably. There were three buildings side by side and leaning against each other like they would fall down if not for the others. A saloon, a hotel, and a church, in that order. Only the saloon had lights flickering in the windows, courtesy of the candles inside. There were none of the usual sounds of laughter or quarrelling coming from such a place. Instead, the whole town was as quiet as the surrounding graveyard.

The crosses stopped a few dozen feet away from the walls of the buildings, but the space around the town wasn’t empty. It was full of wagons that looked as weathered as the crosses. They were piled with wooden crates and barrels, bundles of shovels and hoes, rolls of canvas and rope, and so on. All the cargo had a thick layer of dust upon it, suggesting the wagons had been out here some time. As if abandoned or forgotten. A couple of the wagons were covered and held sleeping mats spread out inside, indicating they were home to entire families. Another wagon had painted words on the side of it. Sky’s Elixirs for Good Health and the Preservation of Your Soul. There was no sign of horses or any other beast of burden. Nor were there any roads leading to this town or away. Whatever travellers had come here must have done so in a distant enough past that the elements had covered up their tracks.

It was a peculiar sight, nearly as odd as the vast graveyard itself. But Azrael didn’t dwell on it. He’d seen plenty of peculiar things in his travels, and he wasn’t planning on lingering in this place.

This marks the seventh Azrael tale in Beneath Ceaseless Skies. Here are the others in order of publication:

Early release of Azrael and the Dead Man’s Hand

My latest tale of Azrael the angel gunslinger, “Azrael and the Dead Man’s Hand,” is available for early download for supporters of the Beneath Ceaseless Skies Patreon. What happens when the angel Azrael wanders into a strange town and becomes trapped in a deadly and supernatural poker game? You’ll have to read the story to find out!

This marks the seventh Azrael tale in Beneath Ceaseless Skies. Here are the others in order of publication:

If you like the Azrael stories, please share them with a friend. Word of mouth is one of the best forms of recommendation for a writer and helps lead to new readers. And new readers means the kind of support a writer and journals like Beneath Ceaseless Skies need for new stories.

As always, thanks for reading.

No ghost in the machine?

I recently checked to see if any of my books were included in the books data set used to train AI systems and found The Mona Lisa Sacrifice and The Apocalypse Ark — Books 1 and 3 of my Cross series of supernatural thrillers. Book 2, The Dead Hamlets, was not included. I don’t quite know how I’m supposed to feel about that. Pleased? Irritated? The tale of Cross battling an order of renegade angels to free the gorgon Mona Lisa from their imprisonment is good enough? As is the tale of Cross desperately trying to stop the mad creature Noah from ending the world with his eerie ark at the Sunken City? But the tale of Cross becoming trapped in a ghost story featuring the original Hamlet ghost isn’t good enough for an AI?

I know I should probably have an opinion on whether or not books should be used in this manner, and I do: authors should be consulted on how their works are adapted or used and compensated appropriately. Without those basic rights, it’s a lot harder for authors to be able to keep creating the works we do. But I’m also too exhausted to say much else about it because, well, 2023.

And if the AIs run amok and try to end the world I’m really sorry about that….

The good news is that if the world doesn’t end the Cross books will be republished in 2024 with Wolsak and Wynn! Hopefully they’ll find some new human readers.

(Thanks to George Murray for the reminder about the data set. He has some thoughts about the whole issue in a recent Walrus article that is worth checking out.)

The end times newsletter

I’ve just sent out my December newsletter, which collects a bit of publishing news (a new Azrael the angel gunslinger tale coming in the new year!), some recommended reads and views, and a bit of personal miscellany.

One note: The newsletter service that I use, Tiny Letter, is shutting down in February. I’ll likely migrate the newsletter to Substack as that seems to be working well for other authors and readers alike, but I’m open to suggestions.

Various apocalypses now 25% off

Wolsak and Wynn, the publisher of my book Has the World Ended Yet?, is holding a holiday sale of 25% off all books. Affordable apocalypses for everyone! Click on the image above to check out Has the World Ended Yet? – or click here.

Indie publishers like Wolsak and Wynn are incredibly important to literary culture, so I urge you to check out the rest of their amazing books and support other writers like myself here.

As always, thanks for reading!

On the Bookshelf: The Lonely City by Olivia Laing

During one of my lonelier periods as a young man I used to spend a lot of time wandering the city where I lived. Loneliness drives us to be around others or maybe to escape ourselves. Such moments tend to amplify the condition, though, as there’s nothing like feeling isolated in a crowd of strangers to really highlight your loneliness.

I’m tempted to say my wandering was aimless, but it wasn’t. It was undirected perhaps, but intentional. I wanted to experience some connection to others or perhaps even to the city itself. So it was I found myself in settings that inevitably attract the lonely — cemeteries, churches, hiking clubs, cafes, writing groups and the like. Who knows how many people like me were also in those places, searching for some connection? Entire communities, perhaps.

It’s this sense of communities of the lonely that pervades Olivia Laing’s book The Lonely City: Adventures in the Art of Being Alone. Equal parts autobiography, biography, art history, art theory and philosophical musing, the book chronicles Laing’s physical and emotional journeys after a breakup and connects them with biographies of famous and little known artists who all searched for or depicted dis/connection themselves in some form or another — Andy Warhol, Edward Hopper, Billie Holiday, Jean-Michel Basquiat and more. We learn about Warhol’s obsession with chronicling everything in his life to surround himself with an ever-present if virtual community, we consider the barriers to connection in Hopper’s famous painting of a cafe at night — the canvas and then windows separating the viewer from the subjects of the painting, who are themselves mostly isolated from one another, in a city cafe that seems to have no entrance or exit — and we experience Laing’s longings that will be so familiar to so many of us.

It’s a meandering yet purposeful book that somewhat alleviates the emotional crisis of loneliness by drawing the reader into Laing’s life and connecting author and reader both to a broader community of yearning souls. The entire book becomes an act of communion of sorts, where we can transcend our isolation by understanding the isolation of others who, despite their fame, were often more alone than we can ever imagine and who were able to convert their disconnection into a form of transcendence through their art. After all, what is a painting or a book or a song or even this review if not an attempt to communicate with others, to connect with others?

“Loneliness might be taking you towards an otherwise unreachable experience of reality,” Laing writes at one point. Isn’t that what all our wandering is about in the end?

The joy of indie publishing

My publisher Wolsak and Wynn on why they do what they do (which also happens to be why I love publishing with them):

“We’re publishing books we want to read. The books that you can’t find easily, stories that surprise us, writers that delight us. While we’re also quite sure other people will like these books too, someone here, at the press, has to feel the book is pretty special for us to take it on. Because you really can’t tell which books will take off, someone has to be willing to say, This book is important, full stop. Let’s publish it. I want to read it.”

Wolsak and Wynn was also featured in a recent Toronto Star profile of indie publishers in Canada.

“The Angel Azrael Battles a Dead God Among the Heretics” is a recommended read

I’m honoured to see my latest tale of Azrael the angel gunslinger, “The Angel Azrael Battles a Dead God Among the Heretics,” is included in this month’s Maria’s Reading roundup by author Maria Haskins. If you’re a fan of sci-fi, fantasy, horror or any combination of those genres, then you need to follow Maria! Fair warning, though: your to-read list is going to get really long….

You can find links to all the Azrael stories and read them online for free here.

On the Bookshelf: The Devil’s Detective

The Devil’s Detective by Simon Kurt Unsworth is one of the creepiest and disturbing visions of Hell ever created. Not because it’s all horrible monsters and terrible torments, but because it’s so close to our own world.

The book follows an Information Man aka detective in Hell named Fool. He is tasked by Hell’s incomprehensible bureaucracy to investigate murders in the infernal realm, which resembles a 1940s/50s town on the edge of a dying rural area (in my reading of it anyway). The setting synchs nicely with the noirish voice of the book, but Fool isn’t exactly your typical noir detective. For one, he never actually solves any murders. Every investigation gets closed with paperwork that says “Did Not Investigate,” and he works for the demons instead of being some sort of lone knight. The dead never get justice when they are killed by demons. Instead, they are tossed back into the seas of limbo, where they will be plucked out again at some future point to begin their torment again.

And torment it is, for those trapped in Hell are forced to endure never-ending labour for the demons with no source of light or happiness in their lives. Instead, there is only the constant existential anxiety of when not if those same demons will decide to turn on them and devour their souls. There’s no escape, not even for the demons, who were here long before the humans came and don’t seem that happy about Hell themselves. It feels like a manifesto against capitalism at points — the entire world seems dedicated to the torture of humans by the machinery of work, with overseers/managers being actual demons that want to feed on their workers’ souls — but it’s a familiar enough world that most readers will see their own personal Hell reflected in it.

Everything changes when the angels arrive, though. Fool is ordered to escort a group of them through Hell at the beginning of the book, when they are on a mission to seek out souls for ascension to Heaven. And this is where the truly chilling aspect of Hell becomes manifest. For the angels reveal there is just the tiniest shred of hope for escape from Hell — but it seems almost random. And it’s that hope that highlights all the other suffering. If there was no chance whatsoever of escape, perhaps the damned would eventually grow accustomed to their suffering or maybe even try to do something about it. But instead they are always captured by hope of escape to Heaven, even though they stand nearly no chance of ever seeing that hope realized. Hell is truly to be found in hope.

When the angels visit, Fool is drawn into a very curious string of murders in which the victims seem to be released from Hell. The question is who’s behind the murders and what they want, as the killings kick off a rebellion of sorts in Hell, where the damned rise up against their demon masters and Fool is caught in the middle. By the time he solves the mystery, all of Hell has been transformed. And even the demons don’t know what comes next.

The Devil’s Detective is a truly fabulous read that combines a number of genres into a chilling, terrifying and yet truly beautiful story. You’ll never think of Hell the same way again.

  • Related reading: Nathan Ballingrud’s Wounds: Six Stories from the Border of Hell. It takes the opposite approach from The Devil’s Detective and presents Hell as something incredibly alien and ultimately unknowable. Very creepy and very beautiful. It’ll worm its way right into your soul.