the league of reluctant adults

I'm still in celebration mode over the release of BEACH BLANKET BLOODBATH, so I'll be at Bitten by Books today, chatting like a crazy person. Head on over there! Unless you hate FREE STUFF. There'll be videos, readings and a chance to win gift cards and a copy of PARTS and WRECK ! Click here to get in on the fun! Entry -Form

BEACH BLANKET BLOODBATH hit the streets over the weekend, two days early (believe me, I was just as surprised as anyone). And it's already hitting the lists (#12 in Satire, #55 in Urban Fantasy). Here's what's the dillio:  Zombie socialite, Amanda Feral, and her undead friends, Wendy and Gil, shamble into an idyllic seaside village for an event promoting Amanda's memoir, HAPPY HOUR OF THE DAMNED and, as usual, to get some rest, relaxation and consume cute coastal townsfolk. As is their unique luck, plans are derailed when they become embroiled in a gory mystery at the Miss Sand Flea Pageant. Beset with perky, sinister go-go dancers, the inevitable wereshark attack and an annoying octogenarian writer, Amanda must, once again, take time out of her busy schedule of critique and ridicule to solve the crime and save a local bookseller from ruin. You can pick it up now (except not at B&N or iBooks, because ::shrug:: I have no idea why they're so slow

Some of you know me as America ’s Favorite Lower Midlist Urban Fantasy Author ™ , the author of both the Simon Canderous paranormal detective and Spellmason Chronicles series. Yes, it’s that time of year again, where we talk about my next book the upcoming 9/24/13 release of  Stonecast , book two of  The Spellmason Chronicles .  Here’s where I dare to dream about growing my readership and possibly becoming an  Upper  Midlist author!  Fact:  I have awesome readers Fact:  Hearing their love for my books is also awesome, sometimes bringing me to tears Fact:  I use awesome too much Fact:  Despite the enthusiasm of my readers, the book world at large has little-to-no idea that my books exists So for the pending launch of  Stonecast , I decided to utilize my greatest promotional tool (short of bankrupting myself running an ad in  USA Today ). Those tools are  YOU , people.  Yes, you are all tools!  Perhaps I should rephrase that… Loyal readers:  your numbers may be small

So, I'm sitting in my kitchen working at my laptop, as far as you know, when the doorbell rings. As any normal human being would, assuming there was a solicitor at the door or a sappy-eyed child selling diet-busting candy, I reached for my gun and slipped to the floor to avoid detection. Creeping across the hall, I lifted my head just in time to see the bestest shit-brown truck that ever existed barrel away leaving a puffy beige package on my doorstep, just like an unwanted baby...or THIS... YESSSSSSS!!! Carniepunk ARCs came!!! Now, some of you may know that this literary wonder was the brainchild of my friend and fellow Reluctant Adult, Kevin Hearne, author of such Iron Druidness as HOUNDED and star of a certain Single Ladies Dance Spectacular, featured here (feel free to witness that particular madness as you continue to read toward the inevitable contest): As excited as I am about my story in CARNIEPUNK (July 23rd), THE SWEETER THE JUICE (a post-apocalyptic zombie h

So if you haven't heard by now, the CarniePunk anthology officially has a cover and a release date of July 2013! Featuring several of our own Leaguers, we've got some delicious short urban fantasy stories for you to read! A star-studded urban fantasy anthology featuring bestselling authors Rachel Caine, Rob Thurman, Seanan McGuire, Jennifer Estep, and Kevin Hearne, whose stories explore the creepy, mysterious, and, yes, sometimes magical world of traveling carnivals. The traveling carnival is a leftover of a bygone era, a curiosity lurking on the outskirts of town. It is a place of contradictions—the bright lights mask the peeling paint; a carnie in greasy overalls slinks away from the direction of the Barker’s seductive call. It is a place of illusion—is that woman’s beard real? How can she live locked in that watery box? And while many are tricked by sleight of hand, there are hints of something truly magical going on. One must remain alert and learn quickly the

I can't tell you exactly how the word Zaomancer first popped into my head, but I can give you a good idea. Usually those moment of character creation happen very much on the back burner for me. Eric Courtney, from my Void City series, came from some point between High School and college when I was playing in a friend's roleplaying game. Eric's mad, murderous daughter Greta just showed up on the page as I wrote, but the protagonist of my new novella happened on a three-way call one afternoon. I'd just heard about the death of a very cool guy in fandom. Giving his name might be a little disrespectful as I'd just met him and spoken with him for all of thirty minutes (valuable minutes I hope readers will find once they see the epic fantasy I've had lurking on my WIP list for the past several years). My friend Rob and I were talking about random stuff and my friend Richard cursed. "What's wrong?" I asked "I have to resurrect a database," h