It is the Yuletide, that men call Christmas though they know in their hearts it is older than Bethlehem and Babylon, older than Memphis and mankind. It is the Yuletide, and we here at MMP HQ have some Saturnalian-next-level gifts for the weird-reader on your list to consume all Goya-style, if that’s their bent. AND WE KNOW IT IS.
From Friday December 20 through to Christmas Eve, The Ecdysiasts (a flash fiction collection by Scott R Jones), will be free for download to your Kindle or Kindle-enabled device from (where else?) the juggernaut that is Amazon, right here. Don’t have a Kindle? Well, you’re probably still a good person, and for that reason alone, if you’d like your free PDF or EPUB file of The Ecdysiasts, simply pop us a little Christmas card (or, y’know, an email, we’re not picky) indicating how you’d like your MMP Xmas gift formatted and we will get it out to you within 24 hours. Maybe even sooner, because we are frighteningly efficient that way.
Also, during that same time period, Justine Geoffrey’s collected Blackstone erotica volume, PRIESTESS (with killer cover art by Jim Pavelec), will be discounted with the Kindle program’s new Countdown Deal promotion. Starting at $0.99 on Friday December 20 (the deep discount! Starts on the 21st in the UK) and getting progressively more expensive each day until Christmas, when it shall return to its usual pricing. Yes, it’s wacky, and we’re not sure how interesting that will make the book, but there it is. We’re all about the experimentation at MMP.
STRIPPED DOWN & TAKEN
Speaking of which, our latest lab work down in the steaming porn vats of Amazon is an experiment in (re)packaging. We love Justine’s Blackstone series, of course, and think it’s just fine the way it’s presented, odd titles and all. Red Monolith Frenzy is, for us, evocative of so much subtle deviancy that we are loathe to change it. And yet, dinosaur erotica. Yes, saurian-based smut does better at the end of the day. So, a test: with Justine’s approval, we’re stripping down the Blackstone series to bare text files (no extra graphics or links), re-covering them for maximum pop, and re-titling the stories with the ever-popular prefix Taken by the [ BLANK ]. This is strictly for new readers on Amazon, of course, (we won’t be featuring the titles here on the MMP site, so as to avoid confusion) and at $0.99 we’re semi-confident that we’ll see a pick-up in sales for Ms Geoffrey’s excellent work. And in case you’re already a Blackstone fan with the original books on your device, don’t worry, the new stripped down Sex & Horror series is clearly labelled with a “previously published as…” caveat, so there’s little chance of doubling up. Unless of course you feel like doubling up, in which case go ahead, we won’t say no. Here are the covers so far. Wish us luck!
OUR SPLOOSH PILE RUNNETH OVER!
Submissions are now closed for the second Martian Migraine Press annual anthology, Conqueror Womb: Lusty Tales of Shub-Niggurath. Our editors would like to thank everyone who sent in work and are even now beginning their first tentative dips into what Editrix Justine has termed her sploosh pile. (Get it? Slush pile, sploosh pile? Hyuk. Archer reference.) We’re told there are a lot of woodland orgies in the sploosh so far, which was expected. Geoffrey and Jones will be reading over Christmas and starting to make yea-or-nay decisions by New Years. If you’ve submitted a piece for consideration, expect a response on or before January 15, 2014, and if you haven’t heard from MMP by then, do please drop us a line. Conqueror Womb: Lusty Tales of Shub-Niggurath is set to birth horribly into the world the second week of February, just in time to serve as a cautionary collection of tales for Valentine’s Day. Ah, breeders… you know not what you do!
Martian Migraine Press: the Best Kind of Headache
“It was the Yuletide, that men call Christmas though they know in their hearts it is older than Bethlehem and Babylon, older than Memphis and mankind. It was the Yuletide, and I had come at last to the ancient sea town where my people had dwelt and kept festival in the elder time when festival was forbidden; where also they had commanded their sons to keep festival once every century, that the memory of primal secrets might not be forgotten…”
H P Lovecraft, The Festival
Best of the season to you, Migraineers! As the planet tilts toward Solstice, and our sobriety slides south towards more inebriated climes, our hearts and thoughts turn towards matters spiritual, if we’ve that particular bent in our psyches. And we trust that most if not all Migraineers are, indeed, so bent. So bent! To that end, may we present, fresh from the molten graphics forge of the MMP DesignDroid5000, the cover to Scott R Jones’ When The Stars Are Right: Towards An Authentic R’lyehian Spirituality …
Sparkly enough? Gosh, we sure think so. Now, originally we here at MMP HQ were hoping to have When The Stars Are Right available for sale in time for Christmas. Certainly we said as much when we announced the ToC, but due to our overwhelming desire to make this, our first print book, a quality textual interface artifact, we have pushed the release date back to March 2014, with two book launch events in the last week of March, one in Victoria BC on Monday the 24th at a yet-to-be-decided venue, and the other in Vancouver BC on Thursday the 27th at the infamous Storm Crow Tavern.
Which is all to say that, though the physical edition of the book is not yet in existence, the electronic edition IS, and ready for Advance Review Readers. So, if this is the sort of tome that floats your White Ship (nudge-nudge, wink-wink) and you would like to review When The Stars Are Right for your blog, magazine, or podcast, then please contact us at email@example.com and request a copy. Sharing this post to your facebook, twitter, and other social media pages is also encouraged. We collectively throb with anticipation over here.
Thanks for keepin’ it R’lyeh, Migraineers. Expect more updates over the holidays: free book promos, discounts on some of our most popular titles, a new Lust Larvae book from Justine G, and news about our next (and possibly greatest!) anthology yet… Conqueror Womb!
Martian Migraine Press: the Best Kind of Headache
“floats your White Ship”? Clearly, we’ve been into the nog already.
Hello weird-fictioneers. Justine here. I’m editing this erotic-horror anthology for Martian Migraine Press and I’m happy to report that the slush pile is starting to grow. We’ve already purchased one obvious stand-out tale and are beginning to review others.
What I’m not happy to report is this: we are seeing stories (mercifully short ones, but still) that feature sexual contact and abuse of underage individuals. And we are so not interested in reading this stuff, let alone putting it into print, electronic or otherwise. It really does go without saying: consider me displeased that I have to say it. I mean, wow. Come on, people. Do not make me get out the big editrix stick. So, just to be stone-cold absolutely clear on this issue, here I am laying it out in bold and centering it on the page and everything…
N O K I D S
And while I am on the subject of things I would rather not see, please ensure that there is at least some reference to the theme of the anthology in your submission! Shub-Niggurath, fertility, fecundity: all that primeval Great Old Ones jazz. Not so much with the sexy vampires, so please leave them in their coffins where, IMHO, they belong.
You can find all the details for submitting your weird-erotica story to THE CONQUEROR WOMB: Lusty Tales of Shub-Niggurath on the Martian Migraine Press SUBMISSIONS page. Thank you!