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Wednesday, October 29, 2025

Recent Reading, Purging

Recently reading: 

Entombed by Guy N. Smith (will not finish)

Lords of the Starship by Mark Geston

The Ship by Hans Henny Jahnn


Also recently I capriciously deleted my Goodreads account of many years. Now I really regret losing the (incomplete) list of my books. People seem to really hate that site but I really never used it for anything other than cataloging my stuff. I'll probably reclaim my page or whatever it's called but I don't think I can re-do all that work. 

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4842152.Adam_S_Cantwell

Monday, August 1, 2022

A Booklet From Mount Abraxas: The Hag, The Cutthroat, The Amputee

Late posting this but: Mount Abraxas of Bucharest has published my short anti-nationalist screed The Hag, The Cutthroat, The Amputee in an attractive limited edition pamphlet with excellent artwork by Heo Tsop

Tuesday, May 31, 2022

URX-QUONOX

My short book Urx-Quonox was published by Mount Abraxas Press (Bucharest) in 2021. It’s a work of literary weird fiction/sword & sorcery that engages the thought of Robert E. Howard, Georges Bataille, and others



Northern Sea Songs

I contributed a story titled “The Oligomancer” to an anthology from Egaeus Press called “Songs of the Northern Seas.” Published December 2021.




Tuesday, November 2, 2021

Weird Fiction in Mount Abraxas' Frostsigils

I contributed to Mount AbraxasFrostsigils, a book of art and text dedicated to the music and atmospheres of Paysage d'Hiver. My piece borrowed its title from Werner Herzog: "A Forest With Its Mouth Open Wide."

A Translation in "Crystal Castles" (Raphus Press)

I am responsible for a translation of a poem of Tristan Corbière that appeared in Raphus Press' Crystal Castles in 2020. This was a limited edition collection of fiction around the theme of intoxication. 
Also appearing were Roman Lasalle, Rhys Hughes, Fernando Naporano, Justin Isis, Fábio Waki, Jonathan Wood, Chris Mikul, D. P. Watt, Thomas Phillips, Fernando Klabin and Stephan Friedman.

I reproduce it here: 

The Poet’s Pipe (La Pipe d’un Poete)

 

I’m the pipe the poet smokes 

The tit he sucks,

I’m the one who sedates his beastly nature.


He summons ragged monsters

To bash him in the face, 

So I smoke... until he no longer sees

          The spiders on the ceiling.


I make for him a sky, clouds, 

The sea, the desert, mirages;

He lets his dead eye wander there...


And when they fall too heavy—thoughts of nude bodies— 

And he thinks he sees a shadow he knows,

I’m the one who feels the bite on my stem.


Another volute of smoke releases

His Soul, his shackles, his life!

And I feel myself dying away. He sleeps—


—Sleeping still, the beast is calmed,

And your dreams go to the end of the line

Poor bastard! If it’s true

That everything is smoke then smoke is everything...

Fiction in Borges tribute The Conspirators

I contributed to Raphus Press' anthology in tribute to Borges, The Conspirators, published in 2019. 

The gentlemen contributing to this book were: Rhys Hughes, Mark Valentine and John Howard, Fábio Waki, Thomas Phillips, Alcebiades Diniz Miguel, Justin Isis, Jonathan Wood, Stephan Friedman, Brendan Connell, D. P. Watt, Adam S. Cantwell, Eric Stener Carlson, Fernando Klabin, and Roman Lasalle.