It's official: my short story, 'Animal Husbandry,' will be appearing in the anthology Grants Pass, to be published in July 2009 by Morrigan Books. This anthology focuses on the world eighteen months after a man-made pandemic has killed, oh, practically everybody. (We're not quite talking The Stand levels of 'who dies? Everybody dies!' here, but we're definitely into 'game over, man, game over' territory.) The world's few survivors are staggering towards the promise of a safe haven, a meeting-place for the people who made it through alive.

Grants Pass, Oregon.

I don't know about the rest of the anthology, but I can promise you virology, corpses, and big buckets of creepy. Also, a chance to get your hands on my very first anthology appearance, which is going to be awesome. Remember, your purchase prevents my mother from acquiring more than six hundred copies, and thus saves me from being forced to kill her.

Or, to announce this fantastic news in another way:



Because nothing says 'holy shit, I sold a story!' like a comic strip full of corpses.

PS: James Gunn needs to call me.