THE FLESH I WANT by @toddsjordan.bsky.social🩸 A captivating and terrifying literary body horror set on the south coast of England about desire, the male gaze, and the gory lengths we will go to satisfy our hunger... tinyurl.com/yhtuhj34
Todd S. Jordan
@toddsjordan.bsky.social
A horror writer and a sorry sack of guts. THE FLESH I WANT coming 2027, Titan Books. Agent: Julie Gourinchas, Bell Lomax Moreton. Pre-order: www.linktr.ee/toddsjordan
I used to be baffled by the fact the people most excited by AI routinely understand the least about it. Then it dawned on me: They don’t want to understand things, know things, learn things. That’s why they’re excited. It’s what they’ve been waiting for their whole lives; the end of learning.
Thriller idea: man with world's second smallest penis has to stop him.
Happy ‘Gradually Dawning Sense of Horror’ Day to all who celebrate
The reason old people sneeze so loud is because they simply do not give a fuck. And that’s cool.
A huge thank you to @dailydead.bsky.social for helping reveal the cover for THE FLESH I WANT by @toddsjordan.bsky.social, coming in February 2027🩸 A captivating horror about the gory lengths we will go to satisfy our hunger...
Twice now I’ve overheard people describe movies as 2nd-person POV experiences. “… that scene where you go down the corridor…” “…the part when the monster’s chasing you…” I’m not complaining—language updates all the time. Just interesting to me. Is this video game culture leaking into film?
Alright I’m off to Stokercon. Say hi if you’re going too, I wanna meet all the weirdos.
I'm walking 20k for Macmillan Cancer Support in 11 days' time with our eldest, but basically forgot about it and now have a little over a week to raise sponsorship. All of which is a long-winded way of saying PLEASE SPONSOR ME. mightyhikesfundraising.macmillan.org.uk/fundraising/...
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Dead Weight is out TODAY! 🎉🥳 It's translated by the very talented @maryrobinettekowal.com, it got a starred review from Publisher's Weekly and a bunch of very nice blurbs from people I admire a LOT. It's available wherever books are sold*! (*In the US, UK rights are still up for grabs!)
Dead Weight by Hildur Knútsdóttir
A woman leading a routine life is pushed by circumstance to violent extremes in this impressively subtle and slow-burning psycho...
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Through the dark of futures past, the magician longs to see, one chants out between two worlds… Fairuza Balk with me.
Is there a better three album run than Badmotorfinger > Superunknown > Down On The Upside? I know this is the sort of thing old men say when they give up caring about new stuff, but HOLY CRAP.
Read outside your genre. Read inside your genre. READ.
hey john. its your cousin marvin. marvin cage! you know that new sound youve been looking for? well listen to this *hangs up phone*
I wish I had the confidence of the person I once met at a party who; after asking what I was reading, said: “Ah yes, I’ve read that. But when I read it, it was called something else.”
I’ve only just realised there must be a semantic connection between Boa Constrictor and Feather Boa. Does boa mean “thing that wraps around another thing”? If so, it’s pretty cool there is a word for that.
Wishing a very merry Go Fuck Yourself to everyone who voted reform yesterday May you get the local government you deserve. (Just a shame we have to get it, too).
Talking about Hokum and refusing to call Adam Scott anything other than “the guy from Hellraiser 4.”
Who needs an EGOT when you’ve got ERGOT?? *falls twitching to the ground, speaking in tongues*
The thing about me is that I’m two thirds Bobby Hill, one third Hank Hill.
A lot of men seem to think they’re Bart Simpson, while they’re really just Mr. Burns with botox.
IMDB should have a section for TV shows where it tells you how many episodes you have to watch before it gets good.
Aw crap. A new story idea is distracting me from the story I’m writing as a distraction from the story I’m *meant* to be writing.
Not to be a guy who posts about a TV show, but I’m enjoying Something Very Bad Is Going To Happen. It’s got a bit of shared DNA with stuff like Beau Is Afraid and I’m Thinking Of Ending Things.
I was browsing in a book shop today. The staff were listening to quiet music. It was a chill environment. Nice vibe. A customer started singing along to the music at full concert volume. REALLY belting it out, like she was at the opera (as opposed to, you know, a tiny independent book shop). (1/3)
I took a week off work and immediately (as in, the moment I closed my laptop), got super sick. I sort of don’t mind? Spoilers for the movie Phantom Thread, but it sort of feels like my body has done a Phantom Thread on me.