Photo: Julie Travis
We Are All Falling Towards The Centre Of The Earth, published by Wapshott Press, is finally now available from Amazon, in paperback and Kindle formats. Once again, I must apologise for the mess of the original launch.
Today is the third anniversary of the passing of Ian Johnstone, to whom the book is dedicated.
All text and images © Julie Travis
Due to an inexplicable error by the publishers, initial copies of We Are All Falling Towards The Centre Of The Earth are not the finalised version AND SHOULD NOT BE BOUGHT UNTIL THIS WEBSITE STATES THAT THE FINALISED VERSION IS AVAILABLE.
If you bought a copy before 27 June 2018 (when sales were temporarily pulled), please accept my apologies for this mess-up: I’ve been working flat out to try and resolve these problems but basically, this kind of thing is unacceptable. The initial versions are so bad they’re not worth reading.
Physical copies will need to be returned to the seller – which, as it will be via Amazon, will have a 30 day return policy – telling them you have an uncorrected proof, and you will get a refund. You then reorder the book. Ebook copies can be similarly returned within 14 days of purchase. When reordered, the correct version will be sent to your device.
Again, please accept my sincere apologies. The correct version should be available in a few days but I will confirm this here.
Greetings on this Solstice day, wherever you are in the world.
I’m delighted to announce that my new short story collection is now available from Wapshott Press and Amazon (paperback and Kindle versions). There is, perhaps, an accidental theme in this book, having (mostly) been written in the years following the death of my Mother and of a close friend. But at least one of the stories is a good, old fashioned horror tale, albeit with contemporary characters and settings. If I was trying to pin down what I do, the closest I could get would be, “feminist/queer/pagan/surrealist/occultist/dark fantasy”. Not necessarily in that order. But should I pin it down? People, including myself, like points of reference, landmarks and suchlike. Ideally, an open mind should be kept about all things – but when was the last time I read a book that wasn’t from my various genres or obsessions?
The cover photo is a detail from the Jhonn Balance Memorial Woodland, Cumbria, England, taken in April 2016. It seemed appropriate to add a green hue when taking the photo; for me, green stands for Life, nature, the environment. The location is extremely relevant to the theme of the book in various ways, and I’m really happy that editor Ginger Mayerson went with this image.
Story notes for all the tales in this book will appear soon.
All text and images © Julie Travis and Wapshott Press
Darkwor(l)ds appeared in 2002, shortly before I left London. Frustrated with trying to find publishers for my work, I put a few of my stories together in a chapbook. One friend (Chris Wing) did the typesetting and another (Caroline Berry) realised my ideas for the front and back cover. Two of the stories were reprints: Best Wishes had appeared in a wonderful magazine/fanzine called Dummy, put together by a collective of women in 1999 and Perpetual Motion had recently appeared in the last issue of Kimota SF/horror magazine, which had been limited to 100 copies. Of the other stories, In The Clear Light Of Day had been accepted by co-editors Rosanne Rabinowitz and Justina Robson for an anthology of horror by female writers, which sadly never saw publication, the rest were also unpublished at that time.
I was reasonably happy with the end product. The only real mistake I made was not having them edited – and it gave me the freedom to sell some via the Barbelith forum (political/music website inspired by Grant Morrison’s work) and the Forbidden Planet shop in central London. Eventually all but one of the stories was re-written and published in the independent press or anthologies: In The Clear Light Of Day became Blue (Kzine/Killing It Softly 2), The World Beneath My Feet appeared in Cover Of Darkness (as The World Beneath) and Owl-Blasted appeared in Necrologue: The Diva Book Of The Dead And The Undead. I ditched the sixth story (Silent Drowning) as I wasn’t entirely happy with it.
I don’t know how many copies of Darkwor(l)ds I have left, tucked away in a cupboard, but a recent discussion about the chapbook resulted in some interest. At some point I’ll have to dig them out.
Meanwhile – I’ve been asked to take part in an extremely exciting new project. Details are confidential at the moment, but if it comes off I’ll make an announcement.
All images and text © Julie Travis