Mondays Are Murder features brand-new noir fiction modeled after our award-winning Noir Series. Each story is an original one, and each takes place in a distinct location. Our web model for the series has one more restraint: a 750-word limit. Sound like murder? It is. But so are Mondays. This week, Gary Phillips (editor of […]
Every Friday, the Akashic team highlights industry news, reviews, and features from around the web. This week’s roundup comes to you from Akashic publicist Kate Bogden and intern Deanna Hoffmann.
Apple’s iTunes store is featuring Edgar Award nominees at discounted prices for a limited time. This includes Akashic’s own Staten Island Noir, edited by Patricia Smith, which is being offered for only $2.99! Click here to take advantage of this special offer. Staten Island Noir completes the Noir Series tour of the world’s noirest city. […]
Akashic intern Deanna Hoffmann reviews Love Among the Particles: Stories by Norman Lock (Bellevue Literary Press)
Ricardo Cortés (illustrator of Go the Fuck to Sleep and Seriously, Just Go to Sleep; author and illustrator of A Secret History of Coffee, Coca & Cola) and Simon Tofield (Simon’s Cat in Kitten Chaos) took a break from their events at the LA Times Festival of Books so we could snap this photo!
Publisher Johnny Temple interviews Jonathan Franzen as part of Akashic Books’ “Literary Lions” interview series!
Today we’re featuring an excerpt from Preston L. Allen‘s forthcoming novel, Every Boy Should Have a Man. Every Boy Should Have a Man, which Kirkus Reviews hails as “a nimble fable whose bold narrative experiment is elevated by its near-biblical language and affectionate embrace of our inherent flaws,” tells the story of an earth in […]
Matty saw the asshole as soon as he climbed over the fence from Volunteer Park into Lakeview Cemetery. Butchie was waving, like an idiot, right where he had told Matty to meet him: Bruce Lee’s grave at two a.m. Like he had to wave, like there’d be anybody else but Butchie the Rat by Bruce Lee’s grave at two a.m.
He walked over to the asshole. “Where’s my cat, Butchie?”