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🥀 Always Horny, Mostly Thorny 🥀 an anthology by the editors of Wrong Pub After announcing our hiatus, I asked our editors past & present if they'd contribute to a "goodbye", mini-anthology for Valentine's Day. I asked if they'd do it to fundraise: wrongpub.gumroad.com/l/valentines...

Always Horny, Mostly Thorny (Anthology)

Wrong Publishing Editors' popup anthology; 37 pages.Language: EnglishPublication date: February 14, 2025A pay-what-you-can digital exclusive with a minimum of $1, as 100% of the revenue will go to The...

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Things are not ok. There's not a lot we can do as a random small press in Canada, but at the very least, gatekeeping books is not something we want to continue. I've decided now until forever, all our digital chapbooks are $0/pay-what-you-can. Sending love & lit <3

now - forever
all digital chapbooks
free/pay what you can

The good news is that preorders are open today for SPITE, the new fantastical fiction collection by Anjeli Chapman Wolf. The bad news is this will be the last ever title from our press. For my health, I have to step back, but this is a fantastic closer. Enjoy it all the more- t.co/PxLZJvOKeV

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Come celebrate our two latest releases with a NEW online reading event! When: Feb 16 evening, 9 ET/8 CT/7 MT Where: Twitter Spaces (@wrongpublishing) What: Tune in to hear Mary Mandeville and Kate Pashby read from their beautiful chapbooks... then an extra special preview of CRINGE.... 👀 🕷️🥩🕯️

Kate Pashby + Mary Mandeville
VIRTUAL READING
Feb 16, 2024
9 ET/8 CT/7 MT (PM)+ a special preview of our next title, CRINGEROTICA
Feb 16, 2024
9 ET/8 CT/7 MT (PM)

"I grew roots so deep and strong no wind could blow me down. Not a detective calling to tell me about my son’s multiple felonies, not his commitment to residential treatment, not even the dark-eye-circle insanity that enveloped him at age nineteen.” WHAT LASTS is OUT NOW in print & digital 💙⬇️

Mary Mandeville, "Blooming is Just a Promise" from WHAT LASTS

What I didn’t notice as quickly was the way my heart stretched and grew. The way I faced challenges with an expanding sense of calm. I grew roots so deep and strong no wind could blow me down. Not a detective calling to tell me about my son’s multiple felonies, not his commitment to residential treatment, not even the dark-eye-circle insanity that enveloped him at age nineteen.

MEET THE AUTHOR! Together with her wife, Mary cares for a century-old house, tends a flock of city chickens, and shepherds a really old canine through his final years. Mary and her wife hold the memory of the son they lost a decade ago to teen suicide. Continued ⬇️

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