profile picture

74003962

About Me


http://demontheory.net / trailer

updates :: new blog entry, "We Have Always Wanted to Live in that Castle." click below to hit it.
blog :: view all | subscribe
About Stephen:
I don't know: I grew up in Texas, lived there for three and a half decades or so. Have never seen a whale, either from a distance or up close. I write more than's healthy, maybe. Have somehow made it across thirty-six years already. Not very good at video games, but fair at basketball. I would like to use the word 'pleniform' someday, and not in reference to an intake manifold. Sometimes I wish I were born five hundred years ago, so I could see things before fences and roads, but then, other times, I'll pull into a convenience store, push a button for 44 ounces of fizzing dr pepper, and man, I'm glad to be here, now. I've jumped off more tall things than I probably ever should have. I spend a lot of time being scared of things, and have what feels like the wrong idea that, if I can watch and read enough horror, and write enough of the bad stuff down, that it won't get to me anymore. I once ran a long way in front of a lot of dogs in the nighttime, and finally had to spend the night on top of the first roof I got to. I've had snake venom in me, for whatever that's worth. Have had a spider lay an egg in me too, when I fell asleep in the pen with my steer. Have stood in a melting field of snow and felt the ground shake under me and known that this is it, the world's ending, only to have a wall of horses come pounding up over the rise in their winter coats, their eyes wild, tails matted with slush. Have seen bad things happen too. Love to read theoretical physics, but can't quite follow the math. Dream that someday, in the Star Trek future I'm holding my breath for, some jumpsuited guy or girl might carry one of my books onto a grimy interstellar ship, and then leave it in some backwater port an impossible number of light years away, for another traveler to find, and maybe read, nod to him or herself that yeah, that's it all right.
Anyway, the facts, the stuff maybe not already bullet-pointed in these boxes all around here: I write fiction. Seven books published so far:
    The Fast Red Road--A Plainsong All the Beautiful Sinners The Bird is Gone: a .."text-decoration:strikethrough;">Manifesto Bleed Into Me: A Book of Stories Demon Theory Ledfeather The Long Trial of Nolan Dugatti
More info &etc at demontheory.net , I suppose. And, I'll see if I can't get pics of the covers up here somehow:

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Who Stephen Wouldn't Mind Meeting:
Philip K. Dick | Jenna Jameson | Stephen King | Dirk Gently | Bruce Lee | John Carpenter | Wes Craven | Anybody who's seen a whale

Fiction Sample
HANSOM IS
I was the first one to start painting eyes on the back of my horse's blinders. Soon enough Tedlow's gelding was wearing sunglasses, though, then Martinov's dun was sporting a stovepipe hat, and when Dominguez ordered that custom Spanish bit with the hole bored into it for a cigar (off-center, of course), I just held my hands up and turned around in my seat. On the back of my newly-shaved head, though, was a greasepaint smile, a pair of eyes, a nose that had been hard to get right in my series of five a.m. mirrors, but worth it, too. I tell my passengers that I'm a ventriloquist, talking without my lips, see, then stare lidlessly right at them for the rest of the ride, daring them to push me farther. By the end of the day, Martinov has two dummy arms spidering out of his side, holding the reins for him while he points to landmarks, and Tedlow's killed himself, his horse running wide-nostrilled through the streets, and then the magnesium horse shoes Domingez ordered finally come special delivery, and her Wally's hooves spark with each step like he's walking on fire, like we all are, and I feel the back of my scalp contract in a smile, because we have the whole world before us, and then when a pair of hands cup over my eyes it just feels so right that I let the reins go slack and follow my horse into the night, both of us blind with wonder.

from 32 Poems

the people . . .

be one | comment | view all



My Blog

We Have Always Wanted to Live in that Castle

Looks like The Long Trial of Nolan Dugatti's up for a Shirley Jackson award (!, yep). Here's the field:NOVELLA Disquiet, Julia Leigh, (Penguin/ Hamish Hamilton) Dormitory, Yoko Ogawa (The Diving Poo...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Apr 2009 16:48:00 GMT

Me and My Ansible

My take on the Kindle2, over at Slushpile. Click here to get there.
Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 15:30:00 GMT

Juked

Got a new story up over there, "How Billy Hansen Destroyed the Planet Earth, and Everyone on It." A happy little piece. Only six or seven billion people die, I mean.So, click here to get there.
Posted by on Tue, 31 Mar 2009 21:20:00 GMT

Slasherspeak

Looks like that Popmatters article posted Friday. "We've Come a Long Way, Baby." Back from Chicago. Fun.
Posted by on Sat, 14 Feb 2009 17:14:00 GMT

February Updater

-- my AWP Chicago events this week (two readings, one panel, a meet-up*, one screening**) : Wednesday the 11th, 6:00, Chiasmus Press Reading and Party , Barbara's Bookstore, 1218 South Halsted Stree...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Feb 2009 11:31:00 GMT

Despereaux

Ninety-nine percent of the time, I'm a fool for an animated feature film. Cars, Wall*E, Bolt. Monsters, Inc, the Shreks, the Toy Storys. Flushed Away, Ratatouillie. Anxiously awaiting Aliens vs. Monst...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jan 2009 11:53:00 GMT

Books: the 2008 installment

Accidentally cribbed a little list down last night, of books I'd somehow, embarassingly, to my own detriment, not got around to reading in 2008. No excuses, really. I mean, as usual, I read just a who...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Dec 2008 12:52:00 GMT

Cinemuck, 2008

At least according to me. But, I don't know, everywhere I click, people are pasting their best-of lists on-line. Feel all remiss if I don't play along just a little. However, realizing that, now that ...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Dec 2008 10:58:00 GMT

So Perfect

Which is the title of a story of mine, just up in Grok.
Posted by on Wed, 17 Dec 2008 09:50:00 GMT

Infinite Jest

Doing a reading today, a Dead Authors thing, where we all take turns reading stuff from writers who died this year. I've got David Foster Wallace, and'll of course be doing the aloud thing to some Inf...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Dec 2008 09:38:00 GMT