"You know what? The bastard blows me out of the water. This guy writes Maine like Ardai writes New York. If you're not reading him, you don't know what you're missing." --Chris F. Holm, author of The Big Reap, The Wrong Goodbye and Dead Harvest.

"Bagley's got the poet's eye, but that doesn't mean everything is prettier in his work. It means the ugly stuff is more vivid. More intense. Like a sudden switch from analog to HD. And that's a trait to very much admire in his work." --Anthony Neil Smith, author of Hogdoggin', Yellow Medicine, The Drummer and Psychosomatic.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Whoops, Apocalypse!

With all the excitement around the release of The Lineup (well, it’s exciting to me, smartass), I almost forgot that yesterday was the official on-sale date of Victor Gischler’s brand-spanking-new novel, Go-Go Girls of the Apocalypse. Despite his inexplicable and unrepentant love for ABBA, Mr. Gischler is one of the ass-kickingest writers out there. Some folks think the world is going to end next month, so you’d best get your hands on Go-Go Girls of the Apocalypse right now. At least you’ll die happy.

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