CHICANONAUTICA LOOKS AT MY UNFINISHED NOVELS

  

My unfinished novels are discussed in Chicanonautica,over at La Bloga.

One's about a Mariachi on Mars:

My alter ego Victor Theremin runs amok in another:

Then there's the the one about bullfighting:

And weird ass western:

FIVE TO THE FUTURE—THE PAPERBACK

 

Even in this age of the ebook, there's nothing like feeling a book in your hands with your words in it. That's why I'm delighted to announce that Five to the Future, is also available in paperback, and in stock at Amazon.

It includes a new novelette—both a dystopia based on current events, as well as a phantasmagorical Chicano futuristic vision--by me.

There's also one by my wife, the fabulous Emily Devenport. And Cynthia Ward, Arthur Byron Cover, and editor M. Christian.

(And, pssst! Don't tell anybody, but for the time being, if you have Kindle Unlimited, you can get the ebook for FREE!)

If you're interested in reviewing it, please do. You can still be the first to do it on Amazon. Or get in touch with M. Christian.

I'm reading it right now, and would be praising it, even if I weren't a contributor.

CHICANONAUTICA GIVES A POST-CINCO DE MAYO REPORT FROM TRUMPTOPIA

Chicanonautica looks back at the first Trump Era Cinco de Mayo, over at La Bloga:

As usual, a history lesson is in order:

For those of you who don't believe in the gun-toting, blackfaced transvestites:

Meanwhile, corporate recomboculture mutates on:

And there is fear, and loathing:

STRANGE HORIZONS REVIEWS HIGH AZTECH

Good reviews for High Aztech keep coming in! The latest is in Strange Horizons, written by Dara Downey, who lectures at Trinity College Dublin and University College Dublin. And I'm delighted that there are some quotes that I can exploit for my nefarious purposes:

Ernest Hogan’s High Aztech is in many ways a hybrid creature—a mixture of the hard-boiled cyberpunk associated with William R. Gibson and his ilk, and a reasonably optimistic fantasy about the end of religious intolerance. 

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. . . the emphasis on globalisation, on post-secularism, and on a riotous celebration of cultural relativism also feels very relevant, even urgent, in a world seeing the return of far-right sensibilities and serious back-pedaling on environmental and socially progressive issues. The book is therefore both very much of its time and remarkably prescient, not to mention really very enjoyable . . .

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Like Victor Frankenstein’s creation, High Aztech is a queasy patchwork of genres and ideas that combine to make something radical, unsettling, and quite possibly monstrous, but by no means in a bad way. 

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For this reviewer at least, this linguistic and stylistic labyrinth is a large part of the book’s ideological thrust—and indeed its charm.

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Displaying as it does a real knack on Hogan’s part for packaging progressive politics in imaginatively lively and entertaining ways, I’ll certainly be looking for more.

So, ticmotraspasarhuililis, nenatzime!