Here's to fooling everyone who'll believe us, and everyone else.
Happy Halloween and/or Reformation Day, depending on what scares you!
In celebration of the spookiest of holidays (and also the door of Wittenberg’s venerable All Saints’ Church), I’ve put together a little bundle of short stories having to do with sanctuaries, and the things that threaten them—from outside, and from within.
Happy 2017! 2016 can go die in a fire.
To celebrate our egress from that hellscape, here’s the first page of Book 2. I hope you like it or, failing that, that it creeps you right out.
The Facefaker’s Game has been out in the world for 50 days!
That’s a weird sentence to look at, because it feels simultaneously like too much time and not enough. Too much time because it’s been an incredibly busy month-and-a-half—and not enough because it’s been so long since I actually worked on that book. I submitted my last draft November 2015; I submitted final changes in April; I held the advance reader copy in my hands in May. So, to me, it feels like Game has existed for ages.
It’s just weird, I guess. I knew, in a very shallow sense, that books have a weird relationship with time. Experiencing that firsthand is disorienting.
Chandler J. Birch 