Sooo…it could just be that I’ve been reading Bizarro fiction as of late, but I’ve been wanting to circle back to the insanity and freedom of writing that was The Lost Pages of Trevor Sunburn. When I had written that novel, I just came out of finishing a novel for young adults (or perhaps I should say ALL audiences, as it was written with older adults in mind as well) so naturally I’d wanted to lash out without restraint when I got my fingers back on the keyboard again.
Cover art for The Lost Pages of Trevor Sunburn
I’d been reading a lot of Burroughs around that time as well, so I’m sure that leeched into the manuscript in more than one instance. The result was the fastest and most fun novel I’d ever written that contained, as one friend put it, “a lot of fluids.” Continue reading
The Living Dread 