Category Archives: Books
This is the first literary trailer for Nocturne Variations, my new novel, which will be released this November (Unsolicited Press). Watch here. ABOUT: Dystopic Peter Pan meets surrealist noir in this cinemythical tale about love, loss and the illusions of shadow-play. Los … Continue reading
Review of Denis Johnson’s The Largesse of the Sea Maiden appearing in Riot Material. “Picture the sibilant music of blood-red sand shifting from one bulbous half of the hourglass to the other. Or black-and-white film footage, bearing a scarred geography … Continue reading
Grateful for Ashleigh Grycner’s review of Raking the Dust, which appears in the latest installment of Riot Material, and coincides with RTD’s April 3rd relaunch. Raking the Dust, John Biscello’s masterful second novel, is first and foremost a novel about second … Continue reading
Literary trailer for the re-release of Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale. This is the first of three trailers, the other two being for Raking the Dust and Nocturne Variations, with videos and music created by Anthony Distefano. Watch here.
I am excited to announce that my new novel, Nocturne Variations, has been accepted for publication by Unsolicited Press. In addition, they plan to republish my first two novels–Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale and Raking the Dust–which will allow all … Continue reading
For those who are members of LibraryThing, I am offering free digital copies of Raking the Dust, my second novel, during a giveaway (which runs through January 17th). Link here.
My first novel, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, which was named Underground Book Reviews Book of the Year (2014), has officially been re-released. Available in paperback and digital editions. Click here to buy. ABOUT: A spectral, existential noir set against the aging … Continue reading
Review of Charles Bukowski’s Storm for the Living and the Dead, appearing in Riot Material. “Baby . . . I’m a genius but nobody knows it but me.” — Bukowski, Factotum As a bottom-feeding, hardscrabble Walt Whitman, Bukowski sang of himself, … Continue reading