Today’s terrific Ten Questions interview, courtesy of our colonial correspondent Duane Pesice, considers a talented and much admired author of the modern weird, one S P Miskowski. Or for those who insist, S. P. Miskowski. We prefer to save up all those little dots for ellipses… We also add some of our usual useless historical trivia notes, because we clearly have a problem.
We don’t really do ‘Best Of’ lists, because most of them are silly and far too idiosyncratic to whoever picks them. But we like to pick out works which embed themselves at the back of your mind. So we’re back again, this time with ten supernatural stories, some of which you’ll know, some of which you might not.
We have no reason to believe these will resonate with you as they do with us. But we did sort of have rules. As before, the stories picked had to be:
properly supernatural or unnatural (no pretend hauntings, let-downs or mundane explanations that the cat did it)
memorable for their themes, key elements or imagery
different from the usual fare in some way, either in style, approach or resolution
free of the standard vampires, werewolves, witches, zombies and cthulhoids
Our reading pick of the week is The Modern Grocer (1921), edited by Charles Lemuel T. Beeching, which includes discussion on how to store your brooms, and the superiority of Calcutta chutneys over those of Bombay or Madras. And we would have much to say on this, except that no one wants to know. So instead we stagger from Jules Verne reborn (The Untime, by Hugh Ashton) to new horrible horror today( by Mark Sheldon; Rich Hawkins, and Lee Franklin), in a quick mention of some of the new books which are piling up over here.
“The origins of the brush industry are shrouded in the mists of antiquity.”
We’ve been aware of the work of American writer Sean M Thompson for some time now. We tried to hide; we switched all the lights off. We pushed the wardrobe over to block the front door, but it seems he made his way in anyway. And he had a lot to say about pizza toppings, one of the most divisive issues in weird fiction.
Duane Pesice, who interviewed him for us below, describes him “as the author of a growing body,” which sounds very clean and healthy, but then Duane sadly qualifies his statement to say he means “a growing body of writing”.
Sean’s writing is not clean and healthy. His Bizarro novella Hate From The Sky (2016) is a mixture of dark weird fiction and warped humour:
The Sky hates Kyle. He’s not sure exactly what he did to anger The Sky, but now, Kyle’s life is a nightmare. He loses his job, his girlfriend leaves him, not to mention he’s assaulted by hail, rain, flying condoms and anything the sky can possibly throw at him. Trees fall on his house, and hurricanes are sent after him. And that’s just the beginning. Enigmatic emissaries of The Sky come and lend their brand of aid, which only succeeds in sending Kyle on a journey into madness, crime, redemption, sexual indiscretions and despair. Can Kyle make peace with The Sky, or will the entire world always conspire against him?
His debut novel which came a year later, TH3 D3M0N (2017), is also a bit worrying (and has some disturbing passages):
A series of mysterious disappearances in the city of Boston have Cort on edge. There’s rumors that the missing have fallen victim to a computer virus known as “The Demon,” which causes those infected to exhibit violent behavior. As people continue to vanish or fall victim to the violence it becomes harder for Cort to pretend “The Demon” is just an urban legend spread on the Internet. Will he be able to survive a world overrun by the infected?
So when Sean followed those with the novella Farmington Correctional (2018), about a man imprisoned in a dark, claustrophobic establishment which has its own presence, we decided that we wouldn’t leave any small furry animals near him. But we can always buy another Duane, so we shoved him into the hallway and told him to deal with Thompson on his own…
SEAN M THOMPSON: OXYGEN AND OIL
by Duane Pesice
Today we present a short interview with Sean M. Thompson, the author of a growing body of clever short pieces and a twister of cliches’ tails.He twists them into corkscrews and then dissects them, right there on the page. It’s a sight. Rather than belabor that point, we’ll let Sean speak for himself:
Duane:Where should a reader that is new to your work start?
Sean: Hmm. An interesting conundrum, to be sure. I would say a reader brand new to my work, if they are into short stories, should seek out my story from VASTARIEN volume 1, issue 3, known as ‘The Blind Opera’. I say this, as the story seems to be well liked. I hesitate to lead new readers to my chapbook and ultra short collection TOO LATE, as it is, and has always been a collection of early works, which frankly would be better appreciated AFTER reading my newer output.
If a reader were so inclined toward novels, I’d say read TH3 D3M0N, my first book. If they were inclined to short novels, aka novellas and or novelettes, I’d steer them to FARMINGTON CORRECTIONAL, or if they were more into surrealism, my bizarro novella HATE FROM THE SKY.
Duane:Is there a piece that you are particularly proud of?
Sean: I’m very proud of most of my output. That’s such a difficult question, as I try to not get hung up on any one piece of work I’ve done. I’m always looking forward to the new projects and challenges, the experimentation and hard work required to continue to push myself to be the best I can be.
But, this. This is objectively the best thing I’ve done.
Sean: I only read my own work. I lock myself in a room full of mirrors, and read my own work aloud, while fondling my body, slicked with olive oil. Then at the moment of climax, I scream I HAVE THE POWER!
No, uh… let’s see here. I do read myself, though it’ll usually consist of picking up one of my older books, and turning to a page at random, and seeing how it reads. It’s an exercise in seeing if any one page in random sequence can hold up. It doesn’t always, but it’s usually good enough I remember why I decided to spend so much time at this.
As for others, of course I read them. You have to. I try to read widely, but I tend to branch out more with audiobooks. Some of my biggest influences are writers like Barker, King, Ketchum, Matheson, Oates (JCO ftw), Ligotti, Gaiman, Lovecraft, Palahniuk, and if I’m being honest, Crichton. SPHERE fucked me up as a kid.
In terms of my peers, people writing similar things, yeah, I also read them. Matthew M. Bartlett, Gwendolyn Kiste, Sleddy (S L Edwards), Jeremy Robert Johnson, Jonathan Raab, Tom Breen, Stephen Graham Jones, Brian Evenson, Paul Tremblay, Farah Rose Smith, Jon Padgett, Nicole Cushing, Laird Barron (early works), John Langan, John Claude Smith, Gemma Files, Livia Llewellyn, Leza Cantoral, Autumn Christian. I hate doing these lists though, as there’s perpetually someone who has a new story or book that lights me up, where I haven’t read enough of their work to really say if it’s going to have a lasting influence. Just this week I read a book by Scott Cole, TRIPLE AXE, that was so much god damn fun.
And of course I read a lot of other pop lit, and or horror adjacent stuff, people like Gillian Flynn, Dan Chaon, Stewart O’ Nan, those kind of writers.
Duane: What kind of beer goes with your pizza? And what’s on the pizza?
Sean: I have a bad stomach, so I tend to like lighter beers, though I also like fruity beers. I just had one this weekend, a local one (I live in Santa Fe, NM) called… hold on, let me see here… *Googles brand… AH! Yes, it was called SOCIAL HOUR, from the SANTA FE BREWING COMPANY. Light, with hints of citrus. I also like CORONA LIGHT, or HEINIKIN LIGHT, maybe a LONE STAR.
As for pizza toppings, Hawaiian is probably my favorite, ham and pineapple. I prefer Canadian bacon to ham with the Hawaiian, and or ham and bacon. And before anyone starts with that week bloodline shit, I’m descended from Grace o’ Malley the pirate queen, who stole British naval vessels and robbed motherfuckers.
Just because y’all don’t recognize that the taste combo of salty and tangy and sweet is no different than say, most Chinese food, or BBQ ribs, or any number of sweet sauces put onto salty meats, does not mean we of the pineapple have to bow down and accept your cowardly ways. I would like to add that I think a lot of places don’t do Hawaiian pizza right. You ABSOLUTELY need to make sure the pineapple is drained, because if there’s any excess liquid it’ll soak into the dough and mess with the baking process. When done correctly, pineapple on pizza should be no wetter than tomatoes on pizza. And for real, you need good ham or Canadian bacon, or good bacon. Any sub-par version of these meats will mess with the flavor profile, and then it’s just a mess.
Duane:Do you consider your work weird, or horror? Or do you leave that to the marketing department?
Sean: I consider my work to be horror. But I don’t give a shit what you call it as long as you buy it.
Duane:You’ve been convicted of crimes against the empire. What would be your last meal? Include something big to hide the explosives in.
Sean: I’m going to refrain from the original answer I had in mind, which was fairly perverse. I’m like a pregnant woman, I tend to go for bites of this and that. So, Tuna melt, quesadillas, lobster roll (best are in Maine, I like the ones from THE ROCKLAND CAFÉ, but there’s a ton of good places), clam chowder, Boston cream pie, Skittles and Starburst, and chicken strips from WILLIE’S in NOLA, but you better bring me the fucking honey sauce, and some sort of mustard sauce. And yeah, probably a slice of two of Hawaiian pizza.
And Adderall. If I’m about to die, I’m taking a LOT of fucking Adderall. Sobriety be damned.
Duane: Are you involved in any arts besides writing? Any odd hobbies we should know about?
Sean: Yeah. I like to try many different art forms. I think experimenting in different mediums gives you a unique perspective into prose. I’m a hobby editor of audio and video, and I’m not half bad. I’ve performed and recorded stories, and at one point I played around with a radio play type of thing, with sound effects, all dialogue and no prose. I admittedly don’t really paint yet. Not that I’m against trying it out, I just haven’t had the money, or inclination to try yet. I did a few collages, and I wouldn’t mind going back into that. They were fun. I doodle sometimes, though I’m not very good at it.
As for other hobbies, I can juggle, but only 3 objects at a time. And I like to skateboard, or rather used to skateboard. I’m a little too old and fat, and lacking good insurance to really go hard in the streets.
Duane:Cats or dogs?
Sean: Both. I prefer cats because I’ve never owned a dog. But someday, once my current cat goes over the Rainbow Bridge, my girlfriend and I plan to get a pup. We have a specific breed in mind, the great American brown dog (a shelter mutt).
Duane:Tell us about a work-in-progress.
Sean: There are two, which will ideally be out within the next year. One is an extreme horror novella, and the other is my first full-length short story collection, about 13 or so stories. I don’t want to say any more, as I’m not supposed to. And I’m about 20 pages into my next novel, which is the one I plan to try and find an agent with, or, ideally to actually find an agent with.
Duane: Thanks for being so kind. Is there anything else you would like readers to know?
Sean: Yes. I’m assuming many of you reading this are writers. Writing is hard. When trying to make writing into any sort of career, you need to realize that the hardest part of the job has nothing to do with the writing itself. Who takes off and who doesn’t is, more or less, arbitrary. Who is popular usually has less to do with skill and much more to do with hard work, and luck. It’s important to stay positive, and to try to keep the faith. There’s a high probability you’ll stay in relative obscurity for most of if not your entire writing career.
You need to be able to enjoy the writing for what it is: self-expression, and artistic achievement. You need to be able to accept you might only ever have a handful of readers, and that’s okay. Even having one story published, you’ve still accomplished a feat that the majority of the population can not, nor will ever do. Go easy on yourself. No one else will. Ignore the haters, always take the comment section and reviews with a grain of salt, and above all, try to keep having fun with it. If you aren’t having at least a little fun writing, why bother? You only get one go around on this crazy planet, so do what makes you happy, as long as it doesn’t actively hurt anyone else. Even if that is reading your own work, covered in olive oil, in a room full of mirrors .
You can check out Sean M Thompson’s Amazon Author Page here:
Duane Pesice was one of the forces behind Planet X Publications, and is currently working with his own micro-press, Oxygen Man Books. Their latest project campaign ( for S. L. Edwards’ second collection of short work, entitled The Death of An Author and Other Secret Truths) is here: