Matthew F. Amati

Where Things Matt Writes Are

My story “Apocalypse Rock” is in print, in a far-out googoogajoob anthology of trippy Beatles fantasies, alongside stories by David Gerrold, Cat Rambo, and others.   “This collection is a Magical Mystery Tour through alternate universes where the familiar narrative of the Beatles is turned on its head. Or ear. Or ass. It’s fun, irreverent, …

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Books! There are books.

November 17, 2019

Like the dead half of a half-dead Monoceros, this book is unreliable. It misnames minor demons. It recommends the wrong voltage for the cyclotron. It esteems Gluck over Buxtehude. There are more things in its philosophy than are dreamt of in Heaven and Earth. . Toss this book aside, and don’t read HARP FOR A BROKEN HAND. (Or contact the author to obtain a copy.)

Capitalism, technology, and industry come to a sticky end in LOOMPALAND. Madcap, postmodern, and chockablock with puns, wordplay and gross candies, LOOMPALAND turns Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory inside-out and sets it on fire.  This acidly ironic inversion of Roald Dahl’s iconic tale is shot through with trenchant commentary and images of hilarity and terror

 A lethargic student hides in his room halfheartedly composing a fantasy epic. Friends pop in and out of the window to add their own chunks of text, which adapt themselves to an hilarious and surprising fictional universe. Ship-swallowing whales, riddling rodents, zookeepers, detectives, and moon-men all conspire to keep the flatware-fashioned Kakoskolos from finding the Voluminous Encyclopedia’s missing volume X and restoring Xorp to the world.

Stopped writing stories this summer. It’s because something new and large is in the works. To be announced shortly. Some stragglers continue to come in. Stories in The Fabulist and the Missing Pieces anthology should be appearing soon.

A few rejections lately, but one good acceptance today. I’m trying to move away from flash pieces and write longer-form. It’s harder – both to write longer pieces, and to place them. Pages must be turned. Interest must be held. On the reading front, I finished Joe Haldeman’s The Forever War. I wanted to like …

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