use your new genre

Lowrider sword & sorcery. Before the battle of Helm’s Deep, Galadriel, who’s eaten nothing for a week but the wadding from benzedrine inhalers, does Cootchie Cootie in the back of his 1951 Fleetline bomb. It’s a favour for a friend. Wittgenstein, Merlin & CS Lewis look on in passive-aggressive disavowal. After that, for the founding volume anyway, it’s Zap Comic dynamics on a lean-burn version of The Revenger’s Tragedy–the usual tale of poor choices, low ground clearance & self medication. Emotional palette from A Glastonbury Romance, prose from Destination: Moon! & worldbuilding from one of those ads where if you buy the right mobile phone it causes inconvenient buildings to fold themselves away in front of the user so she can get to some other stuff she wants to consume without ever walking round a corner or even, apparently, consulting the phone itself? (The world will be called Eldrano, & not as I first proposed Eldranol, which turns out to be already TM’d for a bovine mastitis application.)

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  1. Matt Thomas

    I have wondered what you thought of John Cowper Powys. Did you read the Krisdottir biography? Lovely exhumation of the old ichthyosaurus ego.

  2. The Saturday nights in Lowrider sword & sorcery sound more fun than my own piss take on realistic fantasy Dirty Mediaevalism.

    Still, I’m left wondering about the pleasures of the disembodied day long hangover of Lowrider sword & sorcery.