Illustration for Repartum

Brett Weldele has illustrated a cool piece of art for my story "Repartum," which will be published in Aesthetic Terrorism, an anthology from Litteraria Pragensia edited by Louis Armand. "Repartum" will also appear later in 2016 in Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 2.

Excerpt from Battle #1

Here's an excerpt from "Invective," the first story in my latest fiction collection, Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1. I'm happy not to provide any context.

[Name of protagonist] said, “Long ago I fell in love with a common woman. We indulged in the entire spectrum of human existence in the span of a fortnight. We spoke about everything. We enacted everything. It was a tragedy.”

Palsied, [name of detractor] replied, “I understand. Have you ever been hurled out of a commercial airliner? My father did that to me once. I wasn’t expecting it. I have been mocked before and I will be mocked again. But this business about the ‘entire spectrum of human existence’ is a red flag. ‘Life is nothing more than a sequence of painful separations.’ You said that. Those are your words. At any rate, it is my contention that those are your words. You had stormed the entresol of the P’Zhang Theatre. You had jumped onto the railing and were striding up and down it like a funambulist. ‘We are born,’ you exclaimed, ‘and the doctor takes us away from our mother. He tells somebody to give us a bath and then gives us back to our mother, and then we get taken away again, this time by our father, who wants to cuddle with us. There is a lot of back and forth at this point. Later, we are separated from our parents and sent to school. Just when we get used to school, we must go home to our parents. It’s confusing. Later, we find a woman who we never want to leave; all day long we lay in bed and fuck like banshees. But we must go to work. And then we have kids together and the cycle begins again. Do you understand?’ Something to that effect—that’s what you said. On and on you went, soliloquizing with little, if any, original energy. Your thesis was plain enough: there’s never enough time to grow roots. And yet you, sir, are an enemy of the root, as your behavior and your discourse, time and again, reify. This is not to say that I don’t respect you. Here is my curriculum vitae.” [Name of detractor] hands a c.v. to [name of protagonist]. “As you can plainly see, I have fallen into the proverbial fire pit on multiple occasions; I allowed the flames to consume my flesh, then crawled out of the pit and started again. One must always start again. It is the nature of life. New beginnings. [Name of God] would have it no other way.” Click. “I swear this gun isn’t working.” Click. Click. “This piece of shit. It’s broken.” He moved the barrel from one temple to the other and pulled the trigger again. Click. “I’m going to set the weapon aside. It has ceased to retain a purpose, even as an object of intimidation, even as [name of the Phallus]. There. It’s done. Do you have any cigars? No? Well. We must celebrate. It’s not every day that one fails so excellently to live up to one’s potential. If I may. There. Yes. Ahh. My boneless phalanges dangle into the void like fulminating counterparts. Are you aware that there is a hole in your [brand name of jeans]? Buy some new fucking [brand name of jeans]. If you think that I am spying on you, it is very likely that I am spying on you, even as I kneel before you.” [Name of detractor] kneels. [Name of detractor] realizes he is already kneeling. “My irreconcilable vigilance is doubtless the reason I have come down so hard on you this afternoon. Repairing your ‘text,’ so to speak, may ultimately be a simple matter of linguistic, and hence neurological, fine-tuning. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. The egg of the Word came before the chicken of the Brain. No. When you fall into an inverted lotus pose it frightens me; time and again I am reminded of the crabs. More to the point, I acknowledge your intuition, but do you really think you can get away with any kind of intelligent discussion of [name of discussion subject] in the absence of an invocation of Ronald Reagan? I don’t understand. I . . . Here, let me stand up now. I’m going to stand.” He stood. “There. I’m up.”

October Goodreads Giveaway

The October Goodreads giveaway for Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1 is now closed. Thanks to everybody who entered. There will be another giveaway during the last two weeks of November.

Review of Battle #1

Jonathan Raab has written an excellent new review of Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1 for Muzzleland Press. Here's a blurb:

"Wilson takes a samurai sword dripping with LSD through our assumptions of what fiction can and should be, directly and indirectly skewering literary criticism, the artist’s ridiculous sense of self-importance, and audience expectations and entitlement."

Dog Con 4 Pics

Dog Con 4 in Philadelphia this past weekend was a blast. So was the book signing and multi-author reading at Farley's Bookshop in New Hope yesterday. Here's a few pics from the events.

Farley's Bookshop

Reading at Farley's

Posing with Books at Farley's

Signing Books

After the Saucers Landed

My review of Douglas Lain's new science fiction novel, After the Saucers Landed (Night Shade Books), has been published in Los Angeles Review of Books. Final verdict:

"What distinguishes it from other postcapitalist novels of its kind—spanning from Frederik Pohl and Cyril M. Kornbluth’s The Space Merchants to Max Barry’s Jennifer Government and beyond—is Lain’s sharp and easy voice, cool humor and wit, appetite for the absurd, and understanding of our mediatized nuances."

Read the full review here.

Denver Quarterly on Primordial

My novel Primordial: An Abstraction (Anti-Oedipus Press 2014) has been reviewed in issue 50.1 of Denver Quarterly. Here's are some extracts:

"D. Harlan Wilson's strange, hallicinatory, violent Primordial is not only perhaps the most disturbing novel set on university grounds ever to be published, but is also the world's first Bizarro campus novel . . . Wilson's vision presents the campus as Mad Max-like, post-apocalyptic wasteland—a landscape the narrator runs amok through, his rampage of violence reflecting a Grand Theft Auto-type video game more than any sort of reality-based world . . . There are times where the novel's wild experimentation with form and content, as well as its metaphorical use of arcane academia and institutionalized knowledge, bring to mind a writer like Jorge Luis Borges. But the Bizarro plot compressions and Gonzo acid flashbacks place Wilson in a much more dangerous, nihilistic landscape than anything found in Borges . . . The möbius strip-like circularity of graduate-level academia fits many of the definitions of the Ponzi scheme, and Wilson seems to be arguing that the extinction of this culture is necessary for us to 'reboot' and 'revert' back into a 'natural primitive state' where meaningful connection would be possible once more."

Read the entire review here.

2nd Edition of Goat Heads

The second edition of my fiction collection They Had Goat Heads has been released by Atlatl Press. Throughout the month, the Kindle version is on sale for $0.99.

Amazon Giveaway

There is an Amazon giveaway for a free copy of Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1. It runs until October 13. This is the first giveaway I've set up for a book on Amazon—we'll see how it goes.

Publication of Battle without Honor or Humanity: Vol. 1

As of today, October 1, my new fiction collection, Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1 is out! Thanks, as always, to my publisher, Raw Dog Screaming Press, for all their hard work.

Natural Complexions

By accident, I started working on a condensed novel called Natural Complexions. Here's an excerpt:

L. Ron Hubbard’s White House Tapes

For the photograph, the author did not merely rest his chin on the shelf of his hand and stare to one side of the lens with casual purpose and resolve. On the contrary, he extended the thumb and index finger into an L-shape and slid the hand up his face, cupping the chin with the thumb and pressing the blade of the index finger into the cheekbone. In effect, he redefined the wizened wrinkles of his good eye. It was not until the flashbulb went off a sixth time that the cursing struck a meaningful pitch. Parents shielding their children’s ears only made the author more incensed and hateful, and yet somehow he maintained the pose, notwithstanding the movement of his flytrap lips and the vibration of his vocal cords, even when his face turned purple and a mask of veins inflated on his face and neck. This could only go on for so long. Eventually he lost consciousness, tipped sideways and slammed into the floor with the force of a girder from the sky. Nobody knew what to do; even the resident pediatrician stood there dumbly as a final hiss of air escaped the author’s lungs like an evaporated prayer. Inspired, the photographer took several more pictures, moving around the author in a wide arc, then closing in with brisk and flamboyant two-steps, as if the author were a fallen disco ball that would not give up its spinning, glittering ghost. Finally he ran out of film. As he skipped back to a tripod to reload the camera, the author awoke with an eerie roar, and he resumed cursing precisely where he left off, nostrils flaring to the size of quarters. Bystanders on the periphery slipped behind curtains and out exit doors. Getting to his feet, the author returned his hand to his face, locking the L-shape back into place, but the effort threw him off balance. He fell down again. Writhing and screaming, he beat his ham-fists against his chest and pounded the heels of his penny loafers into the floor. His agent stepped forward to deliver an invective on behalf of the publisher of his latest book, but he hardly broke silence before the author belittled and shamed him for being no better than a lawyer or a politician or a road whore, the latter of whom possessed far more worth, not to mention brains and balls. Moments later the author stood over the unconscious body of the photographer. The room was clear, and so was he.

Publishers Weekly Review

There's a great little review of Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1 in Publishers Weekly. It's short enough that I will post it here in full:

"In this volume of testosterone-fueled and intentionally disorienting short fiction, Wilson invokes not a dialogue with the reader but a bare-knuckle fistfight. The dizzying journey through a violent capitalist nightmare is braved without aid of plot. Immediacy is prioritized over comprehension; personality is elevated above characters. As frantic and sharp-edged as an unexpected drug dream, these tales and their subjects are at once fascinating and horrifying. In the hilarious and ultraviolent 'Presidency,' Wilson makes physical what is usually metaphorical in American politics, putting gun-wielding bodybuilders in charge of a bloody and broken political landscape. In the title story, he delivers a few clarifications of his intentions, with style and subtlety. Some books that feel like drugs are smooth and shocking. This one is made of the bad drugs, and it delivers a rough, crunchy high. There is no resolution, only the lingering threat that Wilson intends to do all this again."

Advanced Bizarro

Today I received two copies of an awesome-looking Polish anthology, Bizarro dal zaawansowanych  (Advanced Bizarro), which includes a translation of my story "Zamroczenie" ("Scotomization"). This story was originally published in English in Rich Bottles Jr. and Gary Vincent's The Big Book of Bizarro (Burning Bulb Publishing 2011) and will be reprinted next month in Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1 (Raw Dog Screaming Press 2015).

Interview at Muzzleland Press

Recently Jonathan Raab at Muzzleland Press interviewed me about my cultography on They Live, my upcoming fiction collection Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1, and other things. Read it here.

Extrapolation 56.2

The summer 2015 issue of Extrapolation is out and includes an excellent review of my cultography on John Carpenter's They Live, which was published by Columbia University Press earlier this year. Here's the conclusion:

"The book They Live reframes the film They Live through creative, persuasive critique. It makes an elegant case, time after time, for taking this film seriously, as well as cult cinema more broadly. Whereas this review highlights some outstanding features of the book, it has not mentioned the trove of invaluable details Wilson draws from Carpenter's biography and the divergent critics' reviews that have accreted to They Live over the past twenty-seven years."

The Theory of G

I have a new story, "The Theory of G," in the latest issue of The Café Irreal alongside some other great fiction. TCI has been one of my favorite magazines for a long time; I sold some of my first stories to the editors in the late 1990s. Another story of mine, "Giraffe," appears in their seminal anthology of fiction and nonfiction, The Irreal Reader (Guide Dog Books 2013).

Goodreads Giveaway #1

The Goodreads giveaway for an autographed copy of Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1 has closed. The winner is P.J. Gaumond of Schenectady, New York. Your copy will be sent out next week. Thanks to everybody who entered. There will be another giveaway in August.

Three Plays

New Zealand novelist and playwright BE Turner has written a great endorsement for my upcoming book of plays, which will be published in 2016 by Black Scat Books.

“D. Harlan Wilson’s sharp edged drama has held a fractured mirror up to nature and converted safe reality into the dreamlike world of the irreal.”

Giveaway for Battle #1

The Goodreads giveaway for an autographed paperback copy of Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1 is live. The giveaway runs until the end of the month. The book will make its official debut in October at Raw Dog Screaming Press's annual convention, DogCon IV, in Philadelphia.

Preorders for Battle #1

Preorders for Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1 are now being taken by Raw Dog Screaming Press. The official publication date of the book is October 15, 2015.

ARCs of Battle #1

Advance reader copies of Battle without Honor or Humanity: Volume 1 are available for anybody interested in writing a review of the book for a magazine, journal, Amazon, Goodreads, etc. Contact the publisher at You are also welcome to contact me directly at

Press Release for Battle #1

Here's the official press release for the first volume of Battle without Honor or Humanity, coming from Raw Dog Screaming Press in October.

Blurb for Battle #1

My favorite living fiction writer, Steve Aylett, has this to say about the first volume of my upcoming short story collection Battle without Honor or Humanity:

"D. Harlan Wilson moves so fast he strips his labels."

Aylett is the author of many novels, stories and comics. Touchstones for me are the Beerlight books, which include Slaughtermatic, Atom, Novahead and The Crime Studio. LINT, however, is his masterwork.

Extrapolation Call for Reviewers

The following titles are currently available for review in Extrapolation. Please email me at with requests. As always, if we haven't worked together before, tell me a little about yourself (e.g., fields of specialty, past publications, etc.). Thanks!

Paul Kincaid, Call and Response
Timothy Shanahan, Philosophy and Blade Runner
John Clute, Stay
Susan George & Regina Hansen (eds.), Supernatural, Humanity and the Soul
Michelle Le Blanc & Colin Odell, Akira (BFI Film Classics)
Stuart D. Lee (ed.), Companion to J.R.R. Tolkien
Frenchy Lunning (ed.), Mechademia 9: Origins
Mark Bould & Rhys Williams (eds.), SF Now (Paradoxa)
Brett Rogers & Benjamin Stevens (eds.), ClassicalTraditions in Science Fiction
Brian Willems, Shooting the Moon
Alexander Dunst & Stefan Schlensag (eds.), The World According to Philip K. Dick
Jack Fennell, Irish Science Fiction
Nicholas Michaud & Jessica Watkins (eds.), Jurassic Park& Philosophy

The New Urge Reader #2

Note the following call for short fiction from Black Scat Books:

Erotic Fiction by New Women Writers

We are seeking women writers with a fresh vision for a sequel to our paperback anthology of short erotic fiction. Send a query letter (with “anthology” in the subject line) to Please do not send manuscripts as attachments unless requested. No simultaneous submissions; our reporting time is prompt. We recommend you read the original anthology before sending a query. Here are a few writers that we admire: Marguerite Duras, Nathalie Sarraute, Alain Robbe-Grillet, André Pieyre de Mandiargues, Emmanuelle Arsan (Marayat Bibidh), Pauline Réage (Anne Desclos), Anaïs Nin, Georges Bataille, Violette Leduc, Harriet Daimler (Iris Owens), Pierre Choderlos de Laclos, Catherine Millet, Nicholson Baker, Witold Gombrowicz, and Melissa Panarello. We’re not looking for porn or another Fifty Shades of Grey, but sensual, seductive, innovative fiction.

LENGTH: 500 – 10,000 words
RIGHTS: First Rights
DEADLINE: September 30th, 2015

Three Plays

I'm very happy to announce that my first book of plays will be published in early 2016 by Black Scat Books. The plays include The Triangulated Diner, The Dark Hypotenuse and Primacy. More details soon.

Extrapolation 56.1

The Spring 2015 issue of Extrapolation is now available. Here's the lineup:

Sherryl Vint
"Skin Deep: Alienation in Under the Skin"

Isiah Lavender
"Reframing Heart of Darkness as Science Fiction"

Sharon DeGraw
"Tobias S. Buckell's Galactic Caribbean Future"

Karen May and David Upton
"'Ser Piggy': Identifying an Intertextual Relationship between William Golding's Lord of the Flies and George R. R. Martin's A Game of Thrones

Lee Braver
Coin-Operated Doors and God: A Gnostic Reading of Philip K. Dick's Ubik

Also included are reviews of Lois McMaster Bujold: Essays on a Modern Master of Science Fiction and Fantasy, Of Bread, Blood and The Hunger Games: Critical Essays on the Suzanne Collins Trilogy, Gazing in Useless Wonder: English Utopian Fictions (1516-1800), Terror and the Cinematic Sublime: Essays on Violence and the Unpresentable in post-9/11 Films, Africa SF, 1950s "Rocketman" TV Series and Their Fans, Planet of the Apes and Philosophy, and Future Esoteric: The Unseen Realms.

I have a big pile of new books in need of review. I will send out a new call for reviewers in the next week or two.

Review of They Live

There's a great little review of my cultography on They Live at San Francisco Book Review. Verdict:

"Wilson cagily weaves philosophy and sociology into his analysis of the film, couching possible interpretations of the film in genuine science and educational paradigms, while still appreciating the film for what it is, be it cult lunacy or eye-opening wake-up call."


A translation of my story "Scotomization" appears in a beautiful new Polish anthology of fiction. Other authors include Edward Lee, Carlton Mellick III and Sam Pink. My story will appear in English later this year in the first volume of Battle without Honor or Humanity via Raw Dog Screaming Press.

Blurbage for Derek Pell

Here's my blurb for Derek Pell's upcoming novel:

“Derek Pell spins words like flaming yarn from a berserk spindle. Burroughs would be proud of this one . . . but Pell’s voice is entirely his own. Naked Lunch at Tiffany's is a true work of literature.”

Get a copy at Amazon or Barnes & Noble.

Cover Reveal

Bradley Sharp has designed a superb cover for the first volume of my upcoming fiction collection Battle without Honor or Humanity. The book will be officially released by Raw Dog Screaming Press in September at DogCon 4. See more of Bradley's work at

Reader's Choice Award

The Biographizer Trilogy is on the docket for Raw Dog Screaming Press's Reader's Choice Award this year. Check out all of the titles in the running here and don't forget to vote.

Goodreads Giveaway for They Live

The Goodreads giveaway for my cultography on They Live (Columbia University Press 2015) is complete. The winner's autographed copy will be sent out today. Thanks to everybody who signed up.

Review of The Biographer Trilogy

Dean Swinford has written a nice review of The Biographizer Trilogy for Entropy Magazine. Verdict:

"Wilson offers more than a pessimistic takedown of contemporary publishing. Rather, The Biographizer Trilogy serves as a kind of analytical biography of independent publishing itself. One theme that Wilson returns to, particularly in the book 'about' Freud, is that writing itself is both a kind of repetition compulsion as well as an act that gives pleasure. In one place, Wilson tells us the work’s moral is that 'you are not special . . . [and] I am no exception.' In another, he justifies his trilogy by saying that 'It’s about me. Specifically, it’s about my experiences as a person.' The trilogy doesn’t resolve the opposition between these two statements. Rather, the tension between these two statements generates the trilogy. While we don’t actually learn much about these three exhausted historical figures, we learn something even more valuable: the ways that books are made and sold are sometimes more important than the stories they contain."

I Believe I Shall Not Die

My story "I Believe I Shall Not Die" appears in Issue #30 of Dark Discoveries. The issue also includes work from Cecilia Tan, Gary A. Braunbeck, Yvonne Navarro, Storm Constantine, John Everson, and many others. See the full table of contents here.

Arnzen on They Live

Four-time Bram Stoker Award-winner Michael A. Arnzen has this to say about my new cultography on They Live:

"A great study of a great film—it not only provides an array of historical contexts for understanding the film, but succeeds as an introduction to essential film theory as it relates to cult cinema and kitsch. Very different than Wilson's bizarro fiction, yet reading this book can help to understand the author's thinking about text and reveals his deep affinity for—and critical facility with—the power of counter cultural narratives. Recommended to anyone familiar with the film."

Arnzen is Professor of English and Chair of the Humanities at Seton Hill University. The 20th Anniversary Edition of his first novel, Grave Markingswhich won him his first Stoker, was recently reprinted by Raw Dog Screaming Press. Visit him at his official website Gorelets.