Red Giant Books - Independent Publisher of literary fiction, non-fiction and poetry

Snodgrass’ writing careens between the caterwauling of desperate souls in the fever of rutting to moments of perfect silence and contemplation.  The command of his material is sure and he is unafraid to develop themes atop such disparate muses as Squeaky Fromme, drunken nights, and the legacy of wartime atrocities.  There are plenty of laugh out loud moments within these stories, as they arise from the humor of the situation and of the character’s misspent lives.  The plots crackle with originality as the characters lead us through what at first feels like the edges of a collapsing society, but as the stories tumble through your consciousness you begin to believe you might be standing smack in the middle of an alternate universe or in a trash-strewn berm of a marginal road slicing through your own neighborhood.  Coming in May of 2014.

Salinger’s writing is like a bear in the kitchen, tearing into the tender truth of everyday life with unpredictable swipes from sharp linguistic claws “capable of ripping through a refrigerator’s skin.”  A grappling hook in a stingray, a red-tailed hawk on a bark covered fence post, an outdated pack of Twizzlers – Salinger describes familiar images with “the choreographed precision of slow motion pistons,” scientifically accurate and unsentimentally clear.

Terry White’s newest work collects stories published within the past decade in various online and print journals. The stories range from personal reflections of growing up in Ashtabula, Ohio through fictionalized characters at various points of absurdity or crisis in their lives to pieces of flash fiction designed to capture a defining moment in a character’s life.  He gives us a range of finely wrought characters in situations both horrifying and enlightening.  His courage to tackle the broader themes of the human condition is palpable.  Praise for White’s other work includes this, by Richard H. A. Blum, The Mexican Assassin & Cornelius, Bishop of Antioch “In Haftmann’s Rules, it is more than a murdering novel . . . [It is] Dostoevsky on murderers’ cell block.  Most die, but that is God’s solution, and he is incognito.  The loneliness is so poignant, pervasive that the thump of bodies hitting the floor is its secondary sound.”