So the other day we had a couple of posts by one J.B. Toner, without so much as a by-your-leave or a couple of ten-spots on the dresser. This is entirely the fault of the management, which is a fancy way of saying me, since I’ve known the guy ever since he sent me a bunch of his poetry and his novella The Bent World (which eventually mushroomed into the full-blown Bent Universe) lo these many years ago. It was a careening little book, and included some scenes which have stayed with me ever after. Here is one of the reviews of The Bent Universe from Amazon:
“This is a fun and deeply probing read. Toner challenges you in ways you never thought possible, while teaching you the finer points of whiskey and vulgarity. It had me laughing, crying, and asking for more when it was all over.”
Hoo! Welcome aboard!