“The book American Gods wishes it was.” --Despina Durand

Monday, June 24, 2019


Good news fans of the time-honored physical book experience. Unfit Magazine Vol. 3, with my story “PeaceCon,” featuring my futuristic lucha libre character Steelsnake, is available in paperback for $3.99.

What the hell, here's a link to the site where you can buy it. Facebook seems to think that the site violates their community standards, so they won't allow links to it.

This is similar to what they were doing to La Bloga, refused allows links to it for years, then it mysteriously and abruptly stopped with out an apology or explanation as to what the infernal violations were.

Violating community standards is the story of my life.

Better include a link to the link where you can buy Unfit Magazine Vol. 3, just in case.

Guess Unfit really is “Fiction that isn't fit for 'Them.'”

Or as editor Daniel Scott White said, “I named it Unfit for a reason.”

Friday, June 21, 2019


Chicanonautica reviews Lisa M. Bradley's The Haunted Girl at La Bloga.

It's got poetry:

And blurs the line with prose:

Aztlán desert weirdness:

And teratomas:


Monday, June 17, 2019


It wasn't long ago that I didn't know what an ebook bundle was, now my work is appearing in them without warning. For example: My story “Guerrilla Mural of a Siren's Song” part of Marty Halpern's anthology Alien Contact, is part of the $15 or more deal of Humble's Science Fiction Bundle!

If you didn't know, “Guerrilla Mural” is the story I exploded in my first novel Cortez on Jupiter.

Here's a preview:

I take the stick like an Aztec priest wielding a flint knife, or that cop swinging his baton on that cool, starless night years ago in L.A.--crushing the buckle from my gas mask into my skull, leaving a cute little scar on my scalp that I shaved my head for months to show off.

You also get other volumes of science fiction, and there's only a few days left—do it now!

Friday, June 7, 2019


A new story about my postcyberpunk luchador Steelsnake is out, and you can read all about it in Chicanonautica, over at La Bloga.

It extrapolates on lucha libre:

And the peace business:

And war:

It gets violent:

Monday, May 27, 2019


He didn't want to give the guards one more chance to beat him to a bloody pulp. It would have made them far too happy. The dragons tattooed on his bruised arms and shoulders twitched and asked, What's so funny?

That's the first paragraph of my story, “Skin Dragons Talk,” originally published in the March 1998 issue of Science Fiction Age and later reprinted in Mothership: Tales From Afrofuturism and Beyond. It's set on a moon colony run by yakuza where an intelligent virus from deep space causes all hell to break loose.

For a limited time, Mothership can be purchased along with similar Afrofuturistic book as part of The Afrofuturism Bundle. You also books by Nisi Shawl, Bill Campbell, and many other books that take back the future and the imagination from white supremacy. What are you waiting for?

Friday, May 24, 2019


Chicanonautica is about Latinofuturism over at La Bloga.

Because I took part in an oral history project for the Smithsonian:

The National Air and Space Museum to be exact:

Got me thinking about futurism:

Can it get Latinoid?

Monday, May 13, 2019


I sold another story! It's called “PeaceCon”--a slapstick comedy about social unrest and mind control starring my post-cyberpunk masked luchador, Steelsnake. It'll be in Unfit Magazine Vol.3.

Some of you may remember Steelsnake from my story “Novaheads” that can be found in the anthology Super Stories of Heroes and Villians, edited by Claude Lalumière.

And you can read a sample of “PeaceCon” now!

Meanwhile, stay tuned. I'll let you know how to get the whole thing as soon it's available.

Friday, May 10, 2019


Chicanonautica reveiws Daniel José Older's Salsa Nocturna at La Bloga.

Lucky for me, he has a lot of videos:

I agree with him on this:

He's from Boston:

And here he is reading from the book:

Thursday, May 2, 2019


While the cactus were blooming all over Phoenix, Emily and I went to another LepreCon, at the Doubletree, next to the library where I work, across the street from Hooters.

The hotel looked like the set of a sci-fi flick from the Seventies.

There was a Lyft station our front to remind us what century we were in while I took Kubrickian snapshots.

The con was small. A good thing, because so was the hotel. Most of the time you could walk around and not notice that there was convention going on.

The attendees were mostly older fandom. Our g-generation.

But there were younger folks, too, in costumes that seemed more eclectic than tributes to favorite franchises. One young woman showed off a shield she was making emblazoned with the word “fuckface” that was inspired by her baby, who she pushed around in a stroller. It was a flash of the old days when all this was considered a threat to polite society.

We had to talk about where the whole damn SFF kit and kaboodle is going. We can to the conclusion that it was all getting bigger and more diverse. We’re in for an explosion.

Later I got to talk about what the new classics could be (beats the hell out of me), and  bullshit about creativity.

Nobody had anything for me to sign, so I doodled at the signing. Note to writers: Unless you’re super famous and know there’s going to be a long line with stacks for stuff for you sign, bring along something to amuse yourself.

The audiences were small, were actually interested in books and wanted to talk about them. This got me thinking on the last day, Easter Sunday, while most folks were celebrating in honor of everybody’s favorite zombie: Just what is SFF/Fandom all about these days?

This was not just an excuse to eat at Chino Bandido.

Has it all been totally commandeered by big publishers, and corporate media franchises? Where are the new ideas coming from? Is anything important ever discussed at the newfangled “comic cons.” (Corporate lawyers please note the lower case letters, no hyphen, and quotation marks, no copyright infringement is intended--I’m just trying to say something so that people will understand it, godammit!)

People still find out about new and unusual books, and other interesting cultural phenomena at small, independent conventions, like Leprecon. We need them, but keep your funky subcultures going.

So support your local conventions!

Friday, April 26, 2019


Chicanonatica reviews James Steven-Arce's SoulSaver at La Bloga.

It's set in Puerto Rico:

In the future:

And deals with Latinoid religion:

So get ready: