| Paul Haines ( @ 2008-06-27 08:20:00 |
| Current music: | Robert Forster "The Evangelist" (2008) |
| Entry tags: | dark animus, writing |
The Interferers in Dark Animus 10/11
The latest issue of Dark Animus is finally available in print. It is the best looking and most professional edition yet and weighs in at the size of most Australian anthologies. It contains work by Richard Harland, Cat Sparks, and best of all, has published the first of my Interferer tales. James Cain has always taken risks with my stories, Doof Doof Doof being the previous example of a story publishers didn't want to touch, though James took it with relish and it received an Aurealis Award nomination for Best Horror Short Story that year. The Interferers story, Necromancing The Bones is little more extreme than that, originally workshopped at Clarion South to great distaste, then reworked and doubled in length to a small novella. One colleague suggested if I were going to continue to write such filth then I do it under a pseudonym to protect my career and good name. I didn't.
The cover of the latest issue is from a scene in the story, though I don't think Herve, the artist, quite got what my characters were all about, depicting a more Robert E Howard version of one of my boys, rather than the distinctly Haines creature that he is. Dion Hammil, however, nails The Interferers with his internal illustration.
Horrorscope has reviewed the magazine favourably. The Interferers garnered this:
A very amusing and ribald tale poking serious fun at D&D gamers and the stories they create. It seems the adventurers in this world live interconnected lives, with “the good” guys very much in league with the perceived “bad” guys, in an eternal cycle of swindling the common folk out of their money. Filled with acts of bestiality, brotherly love, and profanity, it is a very funny romp through the product of some very twisted gamers’ imaginations.
A previous rejection for the story stated that the magic system wasn't original enough and was too reminiscent of D&D, which was exactly my point. Why does every fucking fantasy trilogy/novel try to create its own magic system? Enough is enough! It should be part of the Turkey City Lexicon. We don't bother to describe how a dragon can exist in a fantasy novel anymore, do we, people? No.
This story, as all Interferer stories are, is dedicated to Mike Dowman, long time friend and travelling buddy, on whom the disgraced knight Scwythe is based.