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Good News and Bad News...

First, the good news!  Zombidays: Festivities of the Flesheaters is available NOW so run and buy it.  With a hot dog eating contest and zombies, you can't really lose, can you?  My short story is called "Time to Eat."

On to the sad news.  Twisted Library Press has announced that due to the economy, all anthologies except for a few are cancelled and all rights revert to the authors.  TLP will still be producing novels, but for an undetermined time, no anthologies.  You can read more about it here.  I'm sad that these stories no longer have a home, but I support Doc and when he opens a call for submissions in the future, you can bet I'll be right there with a story in hand.

Short Stories that are now released to me that I will be finding homes for include:

"All Fun and Games" released from Made You Flinch--Again!
"Dracula Meets the Packrats" released from Groanology 2: Monsters, Madness, and Mayhem
"Zombie 101" released from Rapid Decomposition
"Outbreak" released from Rapid Decomposition
"Dracula Meets the Clutter Crew" released from Groanology: Amusing Monster Mash-Ups Unleashed
"Everyone Plays a Part: A Child's Guide to Surviving the Undead Wars" released from The Moron's Guide to Surviving the Inevitable Zombocalypse
"The Witches in the Walls" released from Tales from the Cauldron
"The Snipe Hunt" released from The Ladies of Horror
"Winds of the Enemy Ancestors" released from Vampology
"Minimized Exposure" released from Night of the Giving Dead
"Sleeping Beauty" released from Zombie Feary Tales
"Night of a Thousand Screams" released from Zombology III

Back to some good news!  "Picking Up the Pieces" is still slated to see print in No More Heroes. 

What can people do to help in this sad situation?  Buy a book.  Buy two books.  Buy a bunch of books.  I would hate to see this small press die, not because it made me a bit of money but because the publisher and the authors are like a big family to me. 

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