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The Mind is a Razorblade Awarded “Best Pulp Fiction Novel in the Universe”

Okay, well maybe not the entire universe. I’m sure there’s some crazy shit going down in the Cigar Galaxy. But hey, this is still pretty cool. Dark Corners, a quarterly magazine specializing in “hardboiled, noir, sci-fi, fantasy, and western fiction” recently launched their own awards called the “Golden Goodis”.

“David Goodis, as I’m sure you know, was a great pulp writer working from the late 30s to the 60s and releasing a slew of crime novels. Before that, he worked for the pulps, writing up to 10,000 words a day at times. He was one of us, one of the best of us.” — DC’s Facebook

Dark Corners announced many different categories, such as Best Noir Novel, Best Western, etc. But there’s one category I’d like to talk about in this blog post, for reasons that should be clear in the article title. And that would be Best Pulp Fiction, an award that goes to a novel and novella released this year capturing that pulp spirit: adventurous, fun, brave and unexpected.

The Mind is a Razorblade won Best Novel, and Phil Beloin Jr’s Revenge is a Redhead won Best Novella.

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I’m thrilled to hear this. I know this magazine is still pretty new, so most people might sigh and roll their eyes at the idea of them creating their own end-of-the-year awards, but if you’ve read their magazine, then you already know these people know their shit when it comes to crime fiction. So yeah. Hearing this was pretty fucking cool. I look forward to next year’s Golden Goodis Awards.

So thanks, Dark Corners. I’m glad you dug my little book.

An Open Letter to the Dude Whose Head I Exploded

Dear headless drugstore clerk,

Let me just start off by saying that I’m sorry. I had no intention of making your head explode. Sometimes, these things happen.

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You’re probably wondering why I did this to you. Well, so am I. You see, this head explosion business, it’s way beyond my control. Think of me as a fucked up superhero who hasn’t yet mastered his powers. Shit’s bound to get a bit wonky. Heads are gonna explode.

Plus, come on, let’s be honest here. You were kind of a dick. You weren’t being very cooperative, were you? I’d asked you a simple question, and you chose to be as unhelpful as possible.

Listen, I don’t know if you’ve caught on yet, but I’m not myself tonight. Shit, I don’t even know my name, so you can understand why I’d freak out when you suddenly hand me a human heart to deliver across the city. Whose heart is this? Why am I in charge of delivering it? That’s some bona fide crazy shit, dude. I don’t want to be involved in something like that.

I don’t want to have these telekinetic powers, either, but hell, as you already witnessed, I don’t have much choice in that.

I guess I don’t have much choice in anything tonight.

So yeah, it sucks your head exploded. Nobody’s denying that. But all I am saying is, maybe in the future, try not to be such an asshole, and maybe you won’t experience a full telekinetic assault from a very confused, half-naked man.

Of course, you don’t really have much of a future now, but you know what I mean. Or maybe you don’t know what I mean, considering you don’t have a head and all. Anyway, shit, that was crazy. But at least I scored some killer funny bunny slippers after everything was finished and the drugstore was burned to the ground.

Once again, I am truly sorry. I never meant to blow up your head. I will be more careful in the future.

Sincerely,

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Improve Your Life with a Razorblade to the Mind

I believe Kraken Press will soon be ordering the pre-ordered paperbacks of my new horror neo-noir novel, THE MIND IS A RAZORBLADE. This way I can receive them in time to autograph and mail out by the book’s September 18th release date. If you liked my last novel, TOXICITY, then you should dig this new book, too. And if you’ve never read anything I’ve written, RAZORBLADE is a good opportunity to take a chance on me.

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As I’ve mentioned in the past, each pre-ordered paperback will not only receive a signed copy, but they will also receive a free paperback of my horror western novella, BLACK, published last year through Hazardous Press. They will also receive a special RAZORBLADE poker chip, along with some other cool surprises. Oh, yeah, if you pre-order the paperback, Kraken Press will immediately email you the eBook, so you don’t even have to wait to read it.

However, if you aren’t interest in the paperback, you can still pre-order the kindle version directly from Amazon. Which you should definitely do.

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THE MIND IS A RAZORBLADE is a supernatural neo-noir horror novel of a man born into death. Drowning, he wakes beside two corpses. His memory has been wiped clean. He doesn’t know his name, what he’s doing here, who these people are, or even why one of them is a cop. Nor can he explain his strange telekinetic abilities. Questions plague his mind like hellfire, questions that begin a journey leading into the rot of downtown America, a journey that will not end until every one of his questions have been answered, despite who has to die in the process. Even if those who have all the answers aren’t human.

A story of identity and redemption, satanic cults and funny bunny slippers, THE MIND IS A RAZORBLADE is the deformed lovechild of a lunatic raised on cheesy ‘80’s science fiction movies.

“Sharp and deadly—the mind is definitely a razor blade. Max Booth has created a dark, violent, and oddly touching novel. This powerful story is hard to put down and full of emotion—laughing one minute, cringing the next, and constantly glancing over your shoulder, wondering if those shadows moved again.”
–Richard Thomas, author of Disintegration

“The Mind is a Razorblade assaults you from the very first word and never lets go. Chaotic, abrasive, and just a little bit psychotic, Max Booth III pulls you into the maelstrom. Unlike Dorothy, though, you won’t be asking to go home. You’ll be begging.”
–Tim Marquitz, author of the Demon Squad books.

“Max Booth III takes you on a journey built with the stuff of your nightmares and injected with a triple dose of noir, sci-fi and the deepest, darkest comedy. From the first page — hell, the first sentence — Booth assaults your senses with paranoia, action, and terror and he never lets up. The Mind is a Razorblade is a novel about love, identity, spiders and demons — and it will kick your ass.”
Craig T. McNeely, The Pulp Chronicler

The Rebirth of Christ in a High School Football Stadium

Yesterday we attended my stepdaughter’s pep rally at her new high school. She’s in the marching band and will be cheering on the football games with her magical tuba.

Sitting in the stadium, watching the high school introduce each team (football, tennis, swimming, etc), I couldn’t help but feel increasingly uneasy at the amount of enthusiasm spilling from the crowd. Especially when the varsity football team came out on the field.

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Everybody stood and basically bowed to the team as they gathered. Maybe it’s because I never actually attended high school, but this kind of attitude weirded me the hell out. I had suddenly found myself in an episode of Friday Night Lights.

This town fucking worships high school football. They don’t just like it, they need it. High school football is their true religion. The field is their church. They believe in winners, baby. To lose or talk ill of the sport is a goddamn sin. I’m sure it doesn’t help that we live in Texas. Who are we kidding? Of course it doesn’t help that we live in Texas.

And then, after everybody had taken the field, they decided to play the school song. They also encouraged us all to stand and wave the school symbol. I managed to take a photo of people presenting this symbol, which I’ll show you below:

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What the fuck?


I’m not sure how to process that, so I’m just going to selfishly link you to my new novel, which is now available to pre-order. Which you should do, because of reasons. Also, beware of brainspiders.

Pre-order HERE.