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Post by Craig Herbertson on Dec 6, 2013 14:09:17 GMT
Hope this isn't too pushy but I have just had news that 'The Death Tableux', my Mangnum Opus, may well be available before Xmas on preorder. This is unbelievable news for me after waiting 25 years since thinking up the idea. There were effectively no mobile phones or world wibe web when I started it. The Monster locked in the dungeon has finally escaped and we know what happens then.
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Post by Jojo Lapin X on Dec 6, 2013 14:19:09 GMT
Sounds good, but could you elaborate?
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Post by Craig Herbertson on Dec 6, 2013 22:50:32 GMT
It's still unoffical Jo Jo. Just waiting. Should get the details soon. it's been rather a long wait....
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Post by Jojo Lapin X on Dec 7, 2013 9:10:21 GMT
But is it a book? A film? An installation? What is it?
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Post by Jojo Lapin X on Dec 8, 2013 20:19:04 GMT
A collection of posthumous collaborations with Lin Carter?
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Post by Craig Herbertson on Dec 9, 2013 7:01:17 GMT
I wish.
It's a novel, the first couple of chapters of which were serialised in Filthy Creations. I started it in the late 80's when I was suffering badly from a constant round of rejections for short stories.
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Post by Jojo Lapin X on Dec 9, 2013 9:38:36 GMT
I see; thanks!
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Post by cauldronbrewer on Dec 9, 2013 21:43:51 GMT
A collection of posthumous collaborations with Lin Carter? I present to you, by popular demand, the continuing adventures of Thongor! Or perhaps Craig could complete all of Carter's own unfinished posthumous collaborations with Lovecraft, Howard, etc. More seriously: Congratulations and good luck, Craig! |
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Post by Craig Herbertson on Dec 9, 2013 21:58:48 GMT
A collection of posthumous collaborations with Lin Carter? I present to you, by popular demand, the continuing adventures of Thongor! Or perhaps Craig could complete all of Carter's own unfinished posthumous collaborations with Lovecraft, Howard, etc. More seriously: Congratulations and good luck, Craig! Cheers. Strangely I've been giving serious consideration to writing a continuation of one of my pulp heroes - I probably won't though.... |
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Post by jamesdoig on Dec 11, 2013 3:36:14 GMT
It's a novel, the first couple of chapters of which were serialised in Filthy Creations. Great stuff Craig, I'll look out for it. |
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Post by Craig Herbertson on Feb 12, 2015 12:44:14 GMT
Hope this isn't too pushy but I have just had news that 'The Death Tableux', my Mangnum Opus, may well be available before Xmas on preorder. This is unbelievable news for me after waiting 25 years since thinking up the idea. There were effectively no mobile phones or world wibe web when I started it. The Monster locked in the dungeon has finally escaped and we know what happens then. The bad news is that it's been so long since I wrote this novel that I can neither get the title right or spell it correctly. The good news is that I expect its release imminently. It's called 'The Death Tableau' |
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Post by Craig Herbertson on Feb 23, 2015 6:02:14 GMT
Hope you don't mind the blatant advert but I've been awaiting about 25 years to say this: DON'T THESE TIMES FILL YOUR EYES? Like a bad attack of migraine that recedes but never leaves, THE DEATH TABLEAU is a discomforting excursion into the essential seediness and wearisome tedium of real and terrifying 'evil'. Using word pictures that hit you like a brick wall, Herbertson tests his feisty hero to the limit and beyond. WHERE THE STREETS ARE COLD AND LONELY With a backstory already containing enough 'pain' for several lifetimes, the independent Professor Peralis, a widowed academic turned businesswoman, has several seemingly chance encounters and, drawn into a web of low magick, endures a vile process of dehumanisation, involving rape, violence and mental torture. AND THE CARS THEY BURN BELOW ME At times touching on the brilliance of Lewis and Priestley with his descriptions of things beyond description, Herbertson takes his readers beyond the wardrobe of fantastical psychic outfits necessary for the performance of our daily masques of mundanity, showing how the true ashlar is wrought only through being hit quite hard with sharp objects. The dramatic rooftop denouement could be a scene from David Lindsay, transposed to 'eighties Madchester. ARE YOU ALL ALONE? ARE YOU MADE OF STONE? www.resonancebookworks.com/ |
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Post by David A. Riley on Feb 23, 2015 10:23:46 GMT
Hope you don't mind the blatant advert but I've been awaiting about 25 years to say this: DON'T THESE TIMES FILL YOUR EYES? Like a bad attack of migraine that recedes but never leaves, THE DEATH TABLEAU is a discomforting excursion into the essential seediness and wearisome tedium of real and terrifying 'evil'. Using word pictures that hit you like a brick wall, Herbertson tests his feisty hero to the limit and beyond. WHERE THE STREETS ARE COLD AND LONELY With a backstory already containing enough 'pain' for several lifetimes, the independent Professor Peralis, a widowed academic turned businesswoman, has several seemingly chance encounters and, drawn into a web of low magick, endures a vile process of dehumanisation, involving rape, violence and mental torture. AND THE CARS THEY BURN BELOW ME At times touching on the brilliance of Lewis and Priestley with his descriptions of things beyond description, Herbertson takes his readers beyond the wardrobe of fantastical psychic outfits necessary for the performance of our daily masques of mundanity, showing how the true ashlar is wrought only through being hit quite hard with sharp objects. The dramatic rooftop denouement could be a scene from David Lindsay, transposed to 'eighties Madchester. ARE YOU ALL ALONE? ARE YOU MADE OF STONE? www.resonancebookworks.com/This looks great. Congratulations, Craig! I look forward to reading this. |
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