Thursday, July 9, 2015

Cassilda's sisters sing!! !

Cassilda's sisters, some of the finest writers currently creating weird fiction, want to show you the Yellow Sign~ ~~

     The black stars are up.
     Upon the shore of madness, the cloud waves break.
     The thunder of her song rises.
     Cassilda is an avalanche.
     From the breast of experience, from the shadows and tatters of the mind wounded, come the laughter and the tears now grasped by the fallen leaves of Trakl’s autumn. Cassilda’s complicated sisters, unwilling to be hidden away and boarded up, sound the thunder. Hot and colorful, in full view and shaded by the aroma of discord, they stand before you unmasked.

Here is the ToC:

Black Stars on Canvas, a Reproduction in Acrylic … Damien Angelica Walters

She Will Be Raised a Queen … E. Catherine Tobler
Yella … Nicole Cushing
Yellow Bird ... Lynda E. Rucker
Exposure … Helen Marshall
Just Beyond Her Dreaming … Mercedes M. Yardley
In the Quad of Project 327 … Chesya Burke

Stones, Maybe … Ursula Pflug
Les Fleurs Du Mal … Allyson Bird
While The Black Stars Burn Lucy A. Snyder
Old Tsah-Hov … Anya Martin
The Neurastheniac Selena Chambers
Dancing The Mask … Ann K. Schwader
Family  … Maura McHugh
Pro Patria! … Nadia Bulkin
Her Beginning is Her End is Her Beginning … E. Catherine Tobler & Damien Angelica Walters
Grave-Worms … Molly Tanzer
Strange is the Night … S.P. Miskowski

     Not content to be seamstresses and cleaning ladies and set dressers, the contributors to Cassilda’s Song have claimed the canon and are now the lead actors; they have created the sets and stages and written the dialogue. They control the productions.

     There are no pretenders here. The Daughters of the Yellow Sign, each a titan of unmasked fire in their own right, have parted the curtains. From Hali’s deeps and Carcosa’s gloomy balconies and Styx-black towers, come their lamentations and rage and the consequences of intrigues and follies born in Oblivion. Run into their embrace. Their carriages wait to take you from shadowed rooms and cobblestones to The Place Where the Black Stars Hang.

     Have you seen the Yellow Sign?  The Daughters of Carcosa know its message, every wound and poison, and are about to reveal its gravity to you.

Cassilda’s Song (Chaosium 2015) will be released at the Necronomicon Providence ’15 convention this August.

Cover art is by Steve Santiago!! !


Wednesday, July 1, 2015

"Supremely glad that this is only Volume 1."

This is Ed Morris’ review of my collected King in Yellow tales (just released by Lovecraft Ezine Press). As he collaborated on one of these tales, it might be bad etiquette to post it here, but writers like to post raves, so—

“Supremely glad that
this is only
Volume 1.”

It is bad form to review a work
wherein the last story is a
collaboration with your-
self, but this is a
rare case. I asked.
The favor was
granted, the
form under-

Ah, Beast, teacher, Boogeyman, the father I actually found,
Sensei, dark midnight thunderer over metaphysical canons,
This collection, this chance, this great thing that
Mike Davis did, and everyone who proofed and dare
I say peopled its pages with dank cyanide Easter-
eggs: Mike Cisco. Kat Pulver. Brandi Jording.
Karl Edward Wagner. Laird Barron. Scott
Nicolay. David Lynch. But none of them
are big enough for Beast to hide
behind, even with false modesty,
homage, canonical Jazz and Ska
when all the stops come loose,

This series of etudes in every key,
This—Ah, Beast, the drunken
night behind the ropes at a
Tuscan restaurant while
the cooks paid back the
favor they owed the
Tuscan beauty on
my arm and we
drank till
four and
Swing was

this good. It almost
held this much weight, but
I don't have to put it
down after every story
and process what I
just read. Me.


You never cease to meditate on
Chambers, but never stayed
there, only jumped off
from there. Every time
I think you've cheated,

you rope-a-dope both
eyelids and I go
back one page and


Beast don't cheat. The reader
is his mouse. We get moved
back and forth on the
page. SWAT. SWAT. A
little blood, but
more to the field
of play. [END]

You can, of course, find the book at Lovecraft eZine Press, or Amazon.

Saturday, June 27, 2015

A word on the NecronomiCon Providence '15 "Round-Robin"

Cover by Nick Gucker:

NecronomiCon Providence '15 is fast approaching and we are nearly ready to send the con's special round-robin to the printer.

Dome came to Providence... here are the witness reports.

Contributors include:

Limited copies of this book will be available for sale at the NecronomiCon Providence convention, and posters of the cover art will also be available.

Thursday, June 18, 2015


    Into the briar of harsh doubts this writer suffers (and clubs himself w/ everday), it's wonderful to read what I just read. THXxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx S.j.Bagley!!!!!!!! You have immensely brightened my day.

    What follows is what he posted --

      "i've read quite a bit of literature and quite a bit of that reading has been work that could be called 'horror.'
      and in that reading i have read work from any number of writers that are not simply good, but great.
      writers who have something interesting to offer philosophically, aesthetically, and contextually....
      one of those great writers is, without a doubt, joseph s. pulver, sr.
      i have honestly never seen a writer able to work in an area so grimly combining horror that is both cosmic and personal with the trappings and philosophy of crime and noir fiction.
      pulver's work takes place in a world where the idea of 'morality' is as quaint as the idea of a 'caring universe' and, yet, the ideas of pathos and empathy are still important.
      in pulver's work, terrible people do terrible things and tend to be fully aware of just HOW terrible everything is.
      it's a cold and dark world with small but powerful emotions lighting the way forward.
      (and his understanding of poetics, not just in his own work but in the wider realm of poetry, is second to none.)
      in short- he's a writer you should be reading. "

        I'm floored and deeply humbled by his praise. As you would expect, very thankful!! !

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

It's Ladies Night~ ~~

    The cover for CASSILDA'S SONG anthology is being worked on (we hope to reveal it soon), as are the contracts (they’ll start going out this week)… and it seems, we now have our final Table of Contents ~ ~~

    Black Stars on Canvas, a Reproduction in Acrylic … Damien Angelica Walters
    She Will Be Raised a Queen … E. Catherine Tobler
    Yella … Nicole Cushing...
    Yellow Bird ... Lynda E. Rucker
    Exposure … Helen Marshall
    Just Beyond Her Dreaming … Mercedes Murdock Yardley
    In the Quad of Project 327 … Chesya Burke
    Stones, Maybe … Ursula Pflug
    Les Fleurs Du Mal … Allyson Bird
    While The Black Stars Burn … Lucy A. Snyder
    Old Tsah-Hov … Anya Martin
    The Neurastheniac … Selena Chambers
    Dancing The Mask … Ann K. Schwader
    Family … Maura McHugh
    Pro Patria! … Nadia Bulkin
    Her Beginning is Her End is Her Beginning … E. Catherine Tobler & Damien Angelica Walters
    Grave-Worms … Molly Tanzer
    Strange is the Night … S.P. Miskowski

Saturday, May 2, 2015

The House of Hollow Wounds Book Tour

I’ve been informed that last night, my publisher sat w/ Borges and an unnamed administrator of the CONET PROJECT, sipping a homebrewed potion (they’d whipped up in the  slopsink of the 2nd floor bathroom), and THEY DECIDED, the only way to rack-up sales for my new collection of weird fiction, was for de bEast to take it on the road. Yeah, that’s right, readings in off-the-beaten-path & hitherto-unknown libraries (where Ellroy & VanderMeer & Jean Ray [if he was still around] and the other giants wouldn’t set foot for hugepiles-of-dollareagles), and dusty(indie)bookstores (you know the ones you find behind gas stations and above pawnshops that cater to the Satanik), and the nighttime backrooms of ginmills. They also concluded these appearances should take place in every state of The Union. So P’uuly-verre gets to take his manycolored-show of stained translations on the road – 50 days! 50 States! Will there be rain in Pageant, Kentucky? Grey in Spriggs, Texas? Gaudy statements, seething w/ tragic in Soul Francisco? Creepy, crawly in Sleepy Hollow?  Yup. Will I quote KEW, and tip my hat to Goodis and C’ys-khone? Bet yer skinnybottom, I sho ‘nuff will!

Maps and directions to our first shindig have been printed on (pulp-grade) handbills, which you can find in various interstate rest rooms. Pick one up, translate it w/ your exclusive decoder of all things hush-hush, and drop by this evening. Refreshments will be served.

We will be repeating this message, or one very similar, tomorrow, before our next stop on the House of Hollow Wounds tour!


Sunday, April 26, 2015

My newest collection has been released

My 4th mixed-genre collection is on the street. It has an intro and was edited, by none other than, Jeffrey "PUNKTOWN" Thomas. And AHoHW sports a haunting cover by Dani Serra! !!

“Pulver’s skills as a post-Beat visionary are in rare form. A House of Hollow Wounds is a thrilling foray into the dark frontier of the weird.”—Laird Barron

“The pieces assembled in A House of Hollow Wounds demonstrate the range of Joe Pulver’s considerable talent. . . . Like Picasso, Pulver moves restlessly, relentlessly from style to style, never content with what he has accomplished, chasing after some fabulous and deadly beast half-glimpsed around the corners of a maze. Dizzying, exhilarating stuff.”—John Langan

“[Pulver] is typically compared to a Lovecraftian version of the Beats, but A House of Hollow Wounds is in my opinion closer in style and emotional tone to French Decadent writers such as Baudelaire, Huysmans, and Rodenbach. It’s both wildly modern and original, and yet evokes those unsettling gothic and classical ‘vast chthonic wilderness pressing agaisnt the slender marble columns of civilization’ themes that are like heroin to me. Dark, poetic, sexual, obsessive, and exquisitely hallucinatory.”—Livia Llewellyn

Over the past decade, Joseph S. Pulver, Sr. has attracted a worldwide audience for his stories, vignettes, and prose-poems—works that expand the boundaries of prose expression and evoke scintillating images of wonder, fear, terror, and heartbreak. In this fourth collection of tales, following Blood Will Have Its Season (2009), SIN & ashes (2010), and Portraits of Ruin (2012), we find imaginative riffs on Edgar Allan Poe, Robert W. Chambers, H. P. Lovecraft, and others—but more than that, we find the evocative melding of horror and plangency that makes Pulver the most distinctive voice in modern weird fiction.

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

The Children of Old Leech

Word Horde's Laird Barron tribute anthology, The Children of Old Leech, has started showing up on BEST of the Year lists. Those who have read it know why. Tangent Online's recommended Reading List for 2014 cites a quartet of stories from The Children of Old Leech in their 2014 round up, including “Snake Wine,” by Jeffrey Thomas, “Notes for ‘The Barn in the Wild’,” by Paul Tremblay, “Of a Thousand Cuts,” by Cody Goodfellow, and “The Last Crossroads on a Calendar of Yesterdays,” by Joseph S. Pulver, Sr.

Pleased am I? Yes. I. Am!

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Jordan BossKrall is... has... WON"T STOP

BossKrall, via his DYNATOX MINISTRIES, has created an outlet for limited edition chapbooks by a variety of authors, Mike Griffin, Scott Nicolay and Daniel Mills, Suresh Subramanian, Wilum Pugmire, and Jayaprakash Satyamurthy, are but a few. The releeses include avant garde, horror, bizarro, science fiction, Weird fiction, poetry, and everything in between.

Well, seems BossKrall has one (now up for PRE-ORDER!! !) from this old bEast. Here's the details... kinda


Cover art by “Nasty” Nicky Gucker, “The Hat Man”!! !

Rage and rain and lit-out and graves under the desert skies of the Post-Civil War, American Southwest. Ce and Johnny seen everything bad and ugly ridin’ with the Captain. Hell, they’ve even heard demons—

“What’s that, Captain?” Ce asked.

“Name of this place.”


No lamp lit
or bellweather.
No Hail Mary.
No truce ripe with hopefulness
to ward off the heartless, flamebird sun.
A word, long
as a long conversation of iron ghosts
on The Captain’s tongue.
Dead spot at the end of a silent road.

Saddle up, pard, there’s horrors strange and black as the brutal wastes between the stars up ahead . . . Looks like it’s going to be a bumpy ride

Disclaimer: We’d tell you Fatally-Colored Gestures is rated NC-17 (for BAD WORDS, sexual debasements, substance abuse, mean as Hell, GUTS & GORE, and KILL! KILL!), but then it’s published by BossKrall and penned by Pulver, so you know it’s lowdown and nasty.

Friday, July 18, 2014

I'm late............. I'm late................. .

I'm honored to share space on this amazing roster (assembled by Justin Steele and Ross Lockhart), each of us singing our praises to the vast talents of Laird Barron!! ! W/ John Langan, Mike Griffin, Gemma Files, Paul Tremblay, Michael Cisco, Scott Nicolay and Jesse James Douthit, Orin Grey,  Molly Tanzer, Daniel Mills, Stephen Graham Jones, Ally Bird, Cody Goodfellow, John Glover and Jesse Bullington, and Jeff Thomas.  Delighted to finally get to celebrate Old Leech Day XPulver

When it’s finally TEATIME in Berlin (Eastside, of course! !!)~ ~~
or Why I’ma LATE in TOASTING the Release of CoOL
Old Leech Day, 15. July. 2014)

Now it all started w/
that TILTED young knight of the REDpen, Mr. Steely J (!! !)
who made BossRoss ship it
or even a
nice bottle of
Springbank 10 Year Old) . . .
into the ironPAWS
CUSTOMS who said they was gonna put the CHILDREN in
until they could wand and prod and and dog-SNIFF and
and            deciper
until INSPECTED revealed some    detected
(as in implements of destruction)
that could lead to
that Eat the       dead AND burn bodies
and be
mean as CARNIVOROUS Kill-Kill!  !!
(shamefully unkind as any jackbooted Officer Obie who bawled out CHLDREN w/
SHUT UP, you DAMNED kids, as he handcuffed them. You know the kind, takes yer wallet, so you don't have any
money to spend in the slammer)
put the CHILDERN though a time there
w/ what they was INSPECTIN', ,,
every single part&page and--and phenomenon(Gemma Filed
and all tremblin’ like some frothin’ Tremblay at a PICKLE factory)
paragraph of the    CRIME
and postage fee of
them CHILDREN (in their raiments of destroy),
bein’ all mean&NASTY
they,  ,,,,should they find committin'
special crime
for nuisance, ,,or mutha-stabbin'
or playin' with pencils or similar
like all~whiskyed-up~firedancin’
Walpurgisnacht of OCCULTATIONSsssssssssssssssSsssS, ,,,,,,,,
was committin’ the CHILDRENS
or maybe deportation back to Petaluma
some 451 page-alterin’.
CUSTOMS couldn’t pull off the

and Steely J’s _CoOL_ little DREAM
made it through!!!!!!!!! !! ! !!!!!!!!!! !
LotSs of YAYYYYYYyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
& XPulvers were hooted
barked ,,spat and YIPPPeeeeeeeeeeEd
(smokes got smoked)
(water for the steepin’ got boiled)
and now the IMAGOsequences & NIGHTterrors
spawned by our dear FRIEND and
guide (into the pervading fatalities of BLACKNESS)
the Honey Badger hisself
in my YELLER PAWS~ ~~

(Pharrell “HAPPY”, Rick Nelson “Garden Party”, Arlo Guthrie “Alice’s Resteraunt”)