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Now Available: Witch Hunt by Juliet Escoria

13 May

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The much-anticipated full-length poetry collection by the critically acclaimed author of Black Cloud, Witch Hunt delves into the terror and beauty that occurs when love, madness, and addiction collide.

Available in paperback from Lazy Fascist Press.

New Lazy Fascist books now available on Kindle!

6 Dec

Just in time for the holidays, we’ve released Kindle editions of many of our newest and most popular titles.

The Laughter of Strangers by Michael J Seidlinger

Motherfucking Sharks by Brian Allen Carr

Basal Ganglia by Matthew Revert

The Collected Works of Scott McClanahan Vol. I by Scott McClanahan

The Collected Works of Noah Cicero Vol. I by Noah Cicero

Zombie Sharks with Metal Teeth by Stephen Graham Jones

The Humble Assessment by Kris Saknussemm

Gil the Nihilist: A Sitcom by Sean Kilpatrick

Colony Collapse by J. A. Tyler

The Devil in Kansas by David Ohle

Also now available for the Kindle: 2 Eraserhead Press anthologies edited by Lazy Fascist editor Cameron Pierce and featuring stories by many Lazy Fascist authors – In Heaven, Everything Is Fine: Fiction Inspired by David Lynch and The Best Bizarro Fiction of the Decade.

Fall 2013 Releases: Motherfucking Sharks, Basal Ganglia, and The Laughter of Strangers

6 Nov

Motherfucking Sharks by Brian Allen Carr

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“Motherfucking Sharks reads like it was carved into the floor of a sun-baked desert by an old testament prophet with a thirsty knife.” – BEN LOORY, author of Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day

Where I come from, the children sing a song:

Oh the motherfucking sharks
Oh they’re gonna come to town
Oh they’re gonna kill the babies
Oh they’re gonna make you drowned in your blood

Oh the motherfucking sharks
Oh they’re gonna mince the flesh
They’re gonna swim up and surround you
Don’t you know you’ll never pass the test it’s over

Oh the motherfucking sharks
Oh they don’t care about the gods
And they don’t care about the families
And they don’t care about the cries or tears they’re killers.

Motherfucking sharks
Motherfucking sharks
Motherfucking sharks
Motherfucking sharks

Click here to order Motherfucking Sharks.

Basal Ganglia by Matthew Revert

Basal Ganglia jacket“Basal Ganglia casts an unsettling spell, but one that in its aphoristic intensity and lightning-flash insights into human loneliness and connection, achieves a genuine empathic wisdom.” – SERGIO DE LA PAVA, author of A Naked Singularity

“Matthew Revert is one of the visionaries. What else can you say?” – SCOTT MCCLANAHAN, author ofHill William and Crapalachia

As teenagers, two lovers, Rollo and Ingrid, escape the world as it is known to live underground in a sprawling pillow fort that mirrors the structure of the human brain. Construction of the fort takes 25 years and once complete, their life exists to honor the fort in all it requires. Basal Ganglia begins countless years after they have become enslaved to the fort process. Rollo and Ingrid have lost any connection to their pasts and each other. Nothing exists beyond the patterns required by the fort. In an effort to become more than stasis, Ingrid expresses her desire to have a baby. Not wanting to subject another human to their strange world, she decides she will knit the baby using materials Rollo gathers from the fort. The emergence of this baby leads to paranoia between Rollo and Ingrid with both believing the other means the child harm. Within the confines of their cloistered world, the two engage in psychological warfare, desperately searching for a conclusion they don’t understand. As a result, they will find connection with their past, each other and the true nature of their identities.

Click here to order Basal Ganglia.

laughter-of-strangers-3-100dpiThe Laughter of Strangers by Michael J. Seidlinger

“Like a ghost fretting over its lost body (or is it bodies? – in this book whatever you think of as ‘you’ might simply float like a butterfly right into someone else’s body) a boxer attests to his presence, damaged and shimmery though it may be. That this fractured first person narrator feels the need to put the word ‘me’ in quotes speaks volumes. Terrifying volumes. This elastic, hurtling narrative pivots (and pivots again) on a recurring image of almost unimaginable dread – that of being laughed at in your hour of need by an audience of strangers.”
-Grace Krilanovich, author of The Orange Eats Creeps

“Michael J. Seidlinger’s The Laughter of Strangers is vicious and unforgettable. Willem Floures’ search for meaning in a world that keeps knocking him off his feet is as gritty and enthralling as a fight. The Laughter of Strangers destroyed my expectations of what a boxing novel can be. Seidlinger is charting new narrative territory, and we should follow him wherever he goes.”

-Laura van den Berg, author of The Isle of Youth 

“The last time I got punched in the face (by someone I wasn’t married to or dating) I was 16 years old. What began as an exchange of witty banter, turned into a pummeling. Never make jokes about a man’s mother enjoying the erotic companionship of goats, or you’ll find out about this world. The Laughter of Strangers is like that beating. I never trust people who use a middle initial, but Michael J Seidlinger is different. If the Laughter of Strangershad a middle initial it would be an F. And that F would stand for ‘Fuck yes.’ I’m on my back. I’m having my behavior corrected. It’s teaching me a lesson. And I can see stars.”

-Scott McClanahan, author of Crapalachia“Steeped in noir, Michael J Seidlinger’s superb boxing novel delivers 12 rounds of sweet science and shifting identities. Both physical and philosophical, it’ll leave the reader with a complicated bruise – the closer you examine it, the more it resembles your own face.”
-Jeff Jackson, author of Mira Corpora

‘SUGAR’ WILLEM FLOURES

That’s a name I built from the ground up. I wasn’t the first to systematically climb the ranks, beating the sugar out of everyone I had known to be inferior, leaving only the sour taste of defeat, my claim forever being:

“I am the greatest!”

I can still hear it now. In the silence of this locker room, blood drying on my face, I can still hear those words.

And I was. I was the greatest.

JAB

LEFT HOOK

JAB

LEFT HOOK

RIGHT HOOK

JAB

STRAIGHT

TO THE BODY:

JAB

JAB

POWER SHOT STRAIGHT

POWER SHOT STRAIGHT

UPPERCUT

And then a voice says, “‘Sugar’… you are no longer sweet with the science.”

Click here to order The Laughter of Strangers.

Books for Your Bloody Valentine #3: Colony Collapse by J.A. Tyler

15 Feb

ColonyCollapsejacketIn these woods my brother handed me a note. A white paper sea sailing a black ship. I said to my brother What does this mean? and he said There are no words and I repeated There are no words but he was already a deer running back into the lake of these woods. A rabbit crossed from trunk to trunk, a bird from one umbrella of branches to another. My brother’s note cried out my dying. A single black dot on a square of white meant that I was deathly, and my brother was a deer again, turning tail. My feet were hooves, but I could not chase down his reasons.

Click here to order Colony Collapse.

And don’t forget our other Valentine’s Day releases: Rontel by Sam Pink and The Humble Assessment by Kris Saknussemm.

Books for Your Bloody Valentine #2: The Humble Assessment by Kris Saknussemm

12 Feb

the-humble-assessment-02-100dpiTHE HUMBLE ASSESSMENT BY KRIS SAKNUSSEMM

“At once, names like Ionesco, Beckett, and Albee come to mind, but then are topped by the understanding that this voice has an even more unsettling, hard-hitting edge.” -Phil Abrams

Instructions for Reading The Humble Assessment:

Step one: Take a deep breath.

Meet Mr. Humble. He is the sixteenth person to be interviewed for the position of Financial Controller. He needs this job. But he’s not going to beg. Yet. Follow Kris Saknussemm, the masterful creator of Zanesville, Sinister Miniatures and Reverend America, on a dark and narrow path through the malign terrors of the modern American corporate machine. He will show you a fish bowl full of crickets. He will show you a tarantula as big as a suburban home. He will show you a woman in a black lace bra, a man in a gorilla mask. The Humble Assessment is a masterpiece of modern theatre. In a few short pages, Saknussemm will take you in, make you comfortable, then rip your heart out before you even notice he’s been holding a dagger the whole time. Meet Mr. Humble. They’ve been watching him his whole life.

Click here to order The Humble Assessment.

Books for Your Bloody Valentine #1: Rontel by Sam Pink

10 Feb

Last year, Lazy Fascist brought you a trio of fucked up books for Valentine’s Day. This year, we’re doing it again with Rontel by Sam Pink, The Humble Assessment by Kris Saknussemm, and Colony Collapse by J.A. Tyler. Over the next few days, we’ll be releasing information on each title, beginning with Rontel.

rontel-jacket-final-100dpiRONTEL BY SAM PINK

We now enter: Total Isolation

Rontel is the story of one man’s odyssey through Chicago. Follow him as he attempts to go to his last day of work. Follow him through the subway as he considers stealing chips from a dancing baby. Find him being threatened by a homeless man holding board games. Take his hand as he considers building a hydraulic cocoon for his cat out of a complimentary duffel bag. Walk the streets of Uptown as a cop-killer takes hostages to the roof of an apartment building. Meet his friends. Just kidding! Follow him to his neighbor’s apartment where he gets paid in pumpkin pie to watch a baby. Follow him through through the dull pains of never quite becoming an adult. Sit back, laugh, smile, hold your breath, because not even he knows how it ends.

“Funny as hell, searingly honest, and urgently real, Sam Pink’s Rontel puts to shame most modern fiction. His writing perfectly captures the bizarre parade that is Chicago, with all its gloriously odd and wonderful people. This book possesses both the nerve of Nelson Algren and the existential comedy of Albert Camus.” – Joe Meno

Click here to order RONTEL.

Click here to order the e-book, available from Electric Literature.

Lazy Fascist Fall 2012 Releases

4 Nov

 

CHICK BASSIST BY ROSS E. LOCKHART

Chick Bassist is utterly savage. Lockhart’s style waxes poetic as a modern Beat giving us a glimpse into Rock & Roll hell.” – Laird Barron, Shirley Jackson Award-winning author of Occultation and The Croning

Erin Locke, the Queen of Rock, wakes up at the crack of noon.

“La Cucaracha” has infested her dream, and now echoes through her hotel room. “What the fuck is that?” Erin’s voice is muffled by the thick blankets that completely cover her. Beside the lump that is Erin lies a black Ibanez bass guitar. A Heroes for Goats sticker adorns its reflective surface. Erin thrusts one arm out from beneath the blankets and fumbles for the nonexistent alarm clock. She’s still slogging off fragments of her dream, that goddamn recurrent creep-out where she’s a praying mantis, translucent green, perched on the crest of a burning city, devouring her still-copulating preymate. This time her meal had worn her father’s face. Those dreams were the worst.

Chick Bassist welcomes you into punk rock hell, the friendless disillusionment of waking up in a shitty motel room in California with half a joint and an empty six-pack, radio blaring Lou Reed, concrete ocean on all sides and a blazing inferno within.

“Crime and horror wrapped in a wondrous symmetry, made all the more terrifying by its factual basis, A Parliament of Crows has it all. Read it!”F. PAUL WILSON, New York Times bestselling author of Cold City

Murder, fraud, suicide, war, isolation, madness, duty, pride, love, loyalty.

From World Fantasy Award winner Alan M. Clark comes a godforsaken southern gothic based on the three most evil sisters in history. They are the Mortlow sisters, and they do it all for the family.

EVERYTHING WAS GREAT UNTIL IT SUCKED BY PATRICK WENSINK

“There are plenty of bastards in this world, but Patrick Wensink isn’t one of them. Well, maybe. He is our Terry Southern and Paul Krassner and possibly one day even our own Jonathan Swift…” – SCOTT MCCLANAHAN, author of The Collected Works of Scott McClanahan Vol. I

“I’ve never known an American economy that didn’t smell like Red Lobster’s dumpster,” begins Patrick Wensink’s (bestselling author of Broken Piano for President) long-awaited essay collection

Zipping together heartbreak and hilarity in one neat package, this book is one man’s journey along the front lines of America’s economic nightmare. These nonfiction pieces feature Wensink selling his own BBQ sauce, tying the knot in a doughnut shop, getting fired from more jobs than most hold in a lifetime and struggling to make ends meet as a stay-at-home-dad.

In the end, Wensink perseveres in typical self deprecating fashion, chronicling his unexpected rise to bestseller status when Broken Piano for President goes viral thanks to the World’s Nicest Cease and Desist from Jack Daniel’s.

These essays originally appeared in Huffington Post, Thought Catalog, and more.
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