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Publisher:  Legume Man Books ISBN-10:  0980593867 Type: 
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236

Copyright:  August 2, 2010 ISBN-13:  9780980593860
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Sep 19, 2010 Nick Cato rated it  4 stars

The three stories presented here are tied to an apocalyptic underground community known as The Harbor (two take place post, while the title tale goes down before all hell breaks loose). In ‘Blood and Bubblegum,’ we’re introduced to some seriously strange characters who are involved in an ever-growing organic narcotics trade, including protagonist Juan and a fecal-demon that lives in his rectum. This is by far the weirdest entry here, and features a fresh look at vampirism. ‘Th …more The three stories presented here are tied to an apocalyptic underground community known as The Harbor (two take place post, while the title tale goes down before all hell breaks loose). In ‘Blood and Bubblegum,’ we’re introduced to some seriously strange characters who are involved in an ever-growing organic narcotics trade, including protagonist Juan and a fecal-demon that lives in his rectum. This is by far the weirdest entry here, and features a fresh look at vampirism. ‘The Place In Between,’ shows that a revenge story can be done in a fresh manner: Del’s wife Luci is having an affair with her drug supplier, Sancho. Sancho and Luci eventually manage to get custody of the invalid Del, and Sancho uses this as payback time from their navy days (apparently Del had done something to ruin Sancho’s career). The story becomes an extreme torture tale, one that made me wince a few times…but Del manages to turn the tables via a Faust-ish deal with a demon. Rage also gives another fresh spin here on ghosts, making this a perfect blend of hardcore horror and bizarro goodness. In the final piece, ‘Bad Notion, Traveling Potion,’ we return to The Harbor and learn more about The Good Doctor (responsible for creating drugs and mutants) and his created servant, the scene-stealing hybrid man/chimp, Tugmunkee. This one was a bit of a chore to follow, but in the end Rage brings it all together. While some people in the bizarro community frown upon stories centered around drug use, this one works as the “tripping” scenes are just a side-note to the real weirdness. THE PLACE IN BETWEEN is gross, disgusting, funny, horrific, and disturbing, yet at the same time it’s quite entertaining. Rage writes with his conscience thrown out the window (that is, if he had one to begin with), yet unlike some more extreme stuff I’ve read, he actually knows how to WRITE a story around the grue. I’m keeping my eye on this guy as he truly lives up to his last name.
 

 

 
   
   
 
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The Authors Speak Live: Steven Rage
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There are very few writers who can thoroughly disgust you and simultaneously stimulate you intellectually.  Steven Rage is one of those writers, and with his latest book, "The Place In Between", he's hit his stride.  This is his style.  

 
I'm honored to have Rage as our first "live" guest.  We've been boasting it all week - the Authors Speak is going live.  There are many reasons for this, but the biggest is we really want the authors to speak to you directly.  It's one thing to transcribe their words for you.  It's one thing to recommend their books.  It's one thing to discuss the validity of reading.  But, you'd rather hear it directly from their mouths, no?  

 

Step Two: If you're unable to catch it at the time, just podcast the thing and rock n' roll...there it is on your iPod.

 
So now you know the deal.  You're set.  Oh, but you want to know more about the guest.  Okay.

 
Steven Rage is the author of 3 books: Pilate: A Brutal Bible Tale, You Morbid Westphal, and The Place In Between.  His fiction is horror fiction, but falls into the realm of bizarro.  And, his writing is not for the squeamish.

 
Tomorrow we'll be giving out a copy of Rage's newest book (courtesy of The Authors Speak), so if you're not familiar with him, you soon shall be.  For everyone else, here's the Rage Sampler (seen below).

 
Remember, the Authors Speak because you listen...and tomorrow you shall.  Join us at 12pm.  It'll be fun.
 
The host of 'The Authors Speak', Eric Mays reviews Rage's 'TPIB'. So DIG:
 
Sick?  Absolutely.  Genius?  Perhaps.  Rage?  All the way.

We have a certain adoration for Steven Rage at the Authors Speak.  He may be one of the sickest, most twisted writers writing today, but there's a mad brilliance to his work.  Reading one of his texts is like growing wiser while simultaneously suppressing the urge to vomit.  And, there's the funny, too.  Rage brings the funny in a big way.

I'm no fan of shorter fiction.  I'm not sure why, and I'm not sure why I feel the need to say that everytime I review a collection.  I guess I say that because it speaks worlds when I do like a collection.  "The Place in Between" is a brilliant collection of some of Rage's best work to date.  And, if you're going to do short fiction, at least tie it together.  Steven Rage does this flawlessly.

On the surface, the stories in "The Place in Between" are some classic noir pieces that we've heard before.  If you've read Rage's previous works, well, you know the man has a few tricks up his sleeves.  Rage pulls out all the stops to showcase his twisted reality in which these tales take place.  The landscape itself becomes a character of his crazy brain, thus giving these somewhat familiar tales a whole new slant.

"The Place In Between" is the title of the strongest piece in the collection.  Imagine a Fasutian tale that were written and directed by John Waters and David Lynch and you start to gather a little of where Steven Rage's mind is.  The book feels heavily influenced by both talents - the seedy, dark, weird spliced with the scatological.


 
 
 
 
 
   
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Grim Fiction for Grim Times.

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The Place in Between: When Del is sent pictures of his wife’s latest affair, he reasons a .45 caliber bullet will answer his problems. To Del’s dismay, that’s only the beginning of his time spent wedged in the place in between. Luci’s lover tortures Del relentlessly. Del wants to recover just enough to seek revenge on them both. Sure enough a demon shows up with her silky-sweet promises. Then the ambiance twists dark and cruel beyond anything any one of them could’ve imagined.

Blood and Bubblegum: It’s colder than frozen shit down here in the dangerous tunnels of The Harbor in the post-cataclysmic world (ACE). Juan and I find ourselves here, in this horrible place because of The Good Doctor. His organic narcotics trade is booming. Juan, Mary and I want in. We have to find TGD and the nocturne, see if they will let us. We are down. We are hungry. And we are bringing Blood and Bubblegum to sweeten the pot. All of our dreams will come true. The only uncertainty is Mary and Juan living long enough to reap the rewards.

Bad Notion, Traveling Potion: The second day of the fifth waxing moon, in the 24th year, ACE. The frozen earth of The Harbor is in the grips of a new Little Ice Age. The human populace is down to just one-third. They are forced to exist in long, dank tunnels and cramped domiciles underground with The Good Doctor and his creations of Halflings and other freaks and geeks. TGD’s latest organic narcotic discovery goes LIVE and becomes self-aware. The bad notion traveling potion makes meat puppet users do its unholy bidding. Then the monster decides to turn on TGD, the Creator. Not the best idea, this. But it sure is going to be fun to watch. 

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by The Grim Reverend Steven Rage


 


 
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The Reverend Steven Rage on Live BlogRadio Show: 9/25/2010 9:00 AM Arizona time (12:00 noon Eastern time)

He’s the deacon of the diabolical, the clergyman of carnage, the cardinal of chaos. Bizarro-horror writer (and ordained minister) Steven Rage joins “The Authors Speak” to chat about his latest book – The Place In Between – just released through LegumeMan Books. Call in and ask the Rage a question. 9/25/2010 9:00 AM – 1 hr. (12:00 noon Eastern)

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Excerpt

Yr:09.ACE.13x.02


(The 9th year, After Cataclysmic Events, during the 13th Waxing Moon, on the 2nd Day.)

Or, two weeks ago:

Yeah. It was just another banner day here in The Harbor. We were deepunderground where we waited as patiently as each of us knows how. The organic narcotics trade is what brought us here to this horrible place. Everything depended on the three of us getting in good with the nocturne. He held the keys to the kingdom, as it was, and only him. There just isn’t any other way to enter that world at the level we crave without his sanction, as well as that of the kingpin of all organic narcotics: The Good Doctor. We cannot go anywhere near The Harbor king. So, we were forced to wait outside that shoddy bar, around the corner of the long tunnel. It connected with The Harbor at all points, like an ersatz Main Street.
Even beneath the ice-covered earth, it is still cold as frozen shit down here. The real fucked up part of the whole deal is that down here is considered comfortable. Compared to the Little Ice Age conditions on the surface, even seeing your own stinking breath plume out before you is considered down right toasty in comparison.
Here is where Juan and I found us. We were both worried almost sick. Juan especially was taking it hard. Mary and the hen had gotten lost in the bar crowd. We were supposed to watch over her and protect them both. It was my fault, though. I had let Juan’s girl get past us.
We were eyeballing the dimly lit tavern entrance. We were waiting for the two of them to emerge. I was getting myself more and more nervous by the second. I shouldn’t have lost sight of them.
“Thesestupid fucking people, I’ve taken shits smarter than most of them,” I informed Juan by way of distraction. Juan didn’t answer me right away. Instead we watched the flotsam as it floated on by. They traveled down the tunnels and out of sight. Unfortunately, the stream of undesirables was continuous and it went on and on in both directions. And their smell was so rank it was cloying.
“Hell, my shit takes shits smarter than these sad fucks,” I emphasized.
“I’m sure of that,” the smart fuck finally says in response. Fucking college boy. I mean, if there were still colleges, I imagine the students would look like this motherfucker here. All clean cut and smart and shit.
“It’s the main advantage of being born without a soul,” I told him, trying to explain. He says fuck-all, so I added: “And just look at them, why don’t you? They are nothing more than sheep being led by their bellies, their noses and their peckers. It disgusts me, it truly does.”
“Says the guy that lives in my ass,” smart fuck added.
“Watch your fucking mouth, Juan,” I warned him. Then, I’m forced to educate: “I’m not just some guy that lives up your ass; I’m an unholy shit monster!” I declared. “I was born of infection and despair and have counted coup on many of my enemies, Juan.”
“So you keep saying, Morbid,” he acerbically replied.
“Yeah, well… just keep it up,” I warned him, probably futile, but. “You may just find your own self on the wrong side of my rage, pal.” I moved around in his colon and jabbed my fingers into his fucking pancreas and ran my nails down his ribs. He winced just like the bitch he is.
“Alright, Morbid, shit! Just try and calm down, man.”
I think about it and decided to let it go for now. He’s just worried about Mary. So I only gave him the one more ‘flick’ on his inners to let him know what’s what. But that’s it. I can’t do too much more to him. I am dependent on him for protection and shelter. It would be cutting off my nose to spite my face if I did any real damage to him. As much as I am loathed to admit it, I know I need Juan. My survival on the outside is very limited, both in scope and time.
I can deal out a great deal of damage. Yes, sir, I can roll out a whole bus-load of manic mayhem. I can cause one unholy hell of a ruckus, but it takes a great toll on me. I can die on the outside, if I take too long. Whereas, once I’m safely ensconced inside, I can go on and on indefinitely. I must rein in my anger sometimes and recalling this hard truth sure does help.
“Okay, Juan, I forgive you but watch it.”
“Thank you, I will. What was it you were saying?” he asked. He was still peeking around the corner, waiting for his girl and the golden goose to come out. When she does, all of our dreams will come true .
“I was just saying that there are things I want to do to each and every one of them. I want to rind them big. Just like a king-sized, under-ripe bright yellow-peeled banana.”
“Gee, that sounds like so much fun, Morbid, but we have to be careful and not act on every one of our bad impulses,” he explained to me. I don’t know who he thinks he’s talking to.
“That’s easy for you to say,” I told him. “You weren’t born hardwired for violence, hate and havoc like I was. Fuck, man, my whole being is steered by bad impulses.”
“That’s an honest,” offers Juan.
“True enough, son,” I told the smart college boy. “I guess I’m merely seeking a better class of folks to be around.”
“Same here, buddy. Why do you think I went to that piss-hole dive bar nearly every fucking day for fucking weeks looking for him, huh? Do you think I did it for my health? You were there, right?”
“Right, I was there every step of the way. Horrible wretches, they are. The place was a disgusting pig-sty.”
“Again, says the guy who lives in my ass.”
Let it go, let it go, let it go…
“I’ll just let that one go, Juan.”
“Sorry, Morbid,” he said. “It was slow softball pitch, though.”
“You had to swing at it, am I right?”
“You are,” he acquiesced, “But we need to get our game faces on now. I think they are finally coming out.”
Finally. Juan and I weren’t one hundred percent sure that Mary would be successful in getting the egg-layer to go with us.
It is always touch and go when dealing with Plata fiends. They have to be played just right. But we both see Mary coming out, coop-chick in tow, her eyes always on our prize. This is how it’s done. This is how we are going to get in.
We followed Mary and the egg-layer at a discreet distance. We didn’t want to startle her. The plan was to take the hen back to our place and get her wrecked out of her skull on Plata. Once the organically resultant hydromorphone-methamphetamine hydrochloride derivative butt-fucks her cranium, that’s when Juan and I are to move in.
When they are high enough, the fiends will agree to anything. Even to being a nocturne’s continual source of sustenance. The egg-layer might even dig it. Hell, she might even suggest it.
The both of us became wildly excited once Mary turned a corner and glanced over her shoulder at us. She winked once and smiled at us and we knew right then we had the carrot necessary to tempt the nocturne.
We followed Mary and our prize, still at a carefully discreet distance. Down through the main thoroughfare and on off into where the wheel spokes spread out. The dark cold and ever-present stink of bad hygiene and bad karma floated like sulfur incense in the still air.
Another test: Juan had to Taser one of the dumb-shits when they began to trail our ladies. This one had followed them just a little too close for our comfort. Looking at him step out of the gloom and fall in right behind them, we saw his desperate plans. It was evident in the quickness of his step and the unsheathing of a blade. There was no doubt to Juan and I that his heart and eyes were chock full of bad intent.
Juan moved quickly. He came up behind the would-be attacker and zapped him with the Taser, right in a fleshy spot on the back of the neck.
The dumb fuck fell like so much discarded cord wood. We stepped over him. We continued on our way with out as much as a backward glance. Juan and I could hear the creatures as they were noisily slurping up the blood from their fallen comrade while it still flowed warm.
The screams followed us as we turned a corner. The frightened sounds faded quickly. The muffled shout of the fallen became nothing more than a gurgle of fluids as something big tore into his throat. Then the hunter became the prey.
That kind of shit happened all the time down here. It was just another banner day in The Harbor.
We caught up to the two of them as Mary neared our domicile.

EXCERPT Transmission Complete...




Professional Reviews

nobody is more brilliantly repulsive than rage, September 7, 2010
This review is from: The Place In Between (Paperback)

reading steven rage is a little like being a mother who ran out of diapers even though you're locked in a room with a baby who has been living on nothing but 5-alarm texas chili. sure, there are times when you want to puke, but you can't help loving the baby anyway. yes, rage is still gruesome, sickening, twisted, gross, horrific, morose, profane, disgusting, morbid, blasphemous, shocking and repugnant. but these are not the only compliments i can bestow upon this promising new author. but we'll get to that bit later. the 3 short stories that comprise this book are pure rage. the first and last story bring us back to that familiar setting, the harbor. these stories have all the requisite characters and elements that you would expect if you've read steven's earlier work. there are vampire drug lords, addicts, whores, demons that crawl out of people's rectums, perverted sex and all the dregs of society in the darkest of dark settings and situations. they are well crafted extensions of his earlier work, and there is even an effort to tie some of the stories together. visiting this setting again was a blast! he really did have something to add that was compelling and kept the pages turning as often as it kept your stomach turning. he even threw in a few surprises like an artificially created chimp-man and a sexy chicken or two. the first story relies a lot on the modern street venacular again, while remaining intelligent and creatively devised. the last two stories were not so dependant on modern slang, as the lead characters were not the sort of (shall we say) 'sludge' that would need to speak that way. this allows a more clear visage of rage's ability to exhibit a writing prowess that is more accessible to a wider audience. the harbor stories do give rage fans a lot to be thankful for in expanding the previous stories with bizarre, twisted putridness. yet, my favorite story by far was the title story in this book. that is because rage steps away from the harbor and explores a new setting with a whole new disturbing set of circumstances. i truly believe that if rage continues to grow and expand and explore new horizons (especially in new settings), he can reach his full potential as a great writer. much as before, there is an intelligence to this dude's work. his gift as a storyteller is being more finely honed in this work. the fact that he has spent time working in a hospital is apparent, and it comes through in his stories. i can honestly say this is my favorite of anything i have read from him thus far. he's getting dangerously close to getting a 5-star review from me.....and that's not easy to do when writing something that is so far removed from 'ordinary literature'. so to sum up.....yes, this has all the disturbing, grotesque, alarming, horrible elements that you'd want to see in 3 strories by rage...it also has all the fine storytelling.....and he is growing and improving as a writer. i recommend this collection of stories, but i also recommend that you (metaphorically) stock up on diapers first. if he keeps expanding his horizons, he will be a supurb voice and visionary for our dark, backward, malevolent times...even if he remains the pessimistic, ignoble saint and demented sick ticket that we all know and love.


The Place in Between
Sep 19, 2010 Nick Cato rated it 4 stars
The three stories presented here are tied to an apocalyptic underground community known as The Harbor (two take place post, while the title tale goes down before all hell breaks loose). In ‘Blood and Bubblegum,’ we’re introduced to some seriously strange characters who are involved in an ever-growing organic narcotics trade, including protagonist Juan and a fecal-demon that lives in his rectum. This is by far the weirdest entry here, and features a fresh look at vampirism. ‘Th …more The three stories presented here are tied to an apocalyptic underground community known as The Harbor (two take place post, while the title tale goes down before all hell breaks loose). In ‘Blood and Bubblegum,’ we’re introduced to some seriously strange characters who are involved in an ever-growing organic narcotics trade, including protagonist Juan and a fecal-demon that lives in his rectum. This is by far the weirdest entry here, and features a fresh look at vampirism. ‘The Place In Between,’ shows that a revenge story can be done in a fresh manner: Del’s wife Luci is having an affair with her drug supplier, Sancho. Sancho and Luci eventually manage to get custody of the invalid Del, and Sancho uses this as payback time from their navy days (apparently Del had done something to ruin Sancho’s career). The story becomes an extreme torture tale, one that made me wince a few times…but Del manages to turn the tables via a Faust-ish deal with a demon. Rage also gives another fresh spin here on ghosts, making this a perfect blend of hardcore horror and bizarro goodness. In the final piece, ‘Bad Notion, Traveling Potion,’ we return to The Harbor and learn more about The Good Doctor (responsible for creating drugs and mutants) and his created servant, the scene-stealing hybrid man/chimp, Tugmunkee. This one was a bit of a chore to follow, but in the end Rage brings it all together. While some people in the bizarro community frown upon stories centered around drug use, this one works as the “tripping” scenes are just a side-note to the real weirdness. THE PLACE IN BETWEEN is gross, disgusting, funny, horrific, and disturbing, yet at the same time it’s quite entertaining. Rage writes with his conscience thrown out the window (that is, if he had one to begin with), yet unlike some more extreme stuff I’ve read, he actually knows how to WRITE a story around the grue. I’m keeping my eye on this guy as he truly lives up to his last name.


Sick? Absolutely. Genius? Perhaps. Rage? All the way.
Sick, Disgusting, Vile...and Genius, October 7, 2010
By Eric Mays "Bizarro Author of "Naked Metam... (Richmond, VA) - See all my reviews

This review is from: The Place In Between (Paperback)
Sick? Absolutely. Genius? Perhaps. Rage? All the way.

We have a certain adoration for Steven Rage at the Authors Speak. He may be one of the sickest, most twisted writers writing today, but there's a mad brilliance to his work. Reading one of his texts is like growing wiser while simultaneously suppressing the urge to vomit. And, there's the funny, too. Rage brings the funny in a big way.

I'm no fan of shorter fiction. I'm not sure why, and I'm not sure why I feel the need to say that everytime I review a collection. I guess I say that because it speaks worlds when I do like a collection. "The Place in Between" is a brilliant collection of some of Rage's best work to date. And, if you're going to do short fiction, at least tie it together. Steven Rage does this flawlessly.

On the surface, the stories in "The Place in Between" are some classic noir pieces that we've heard before. If you've read Rage's previous works, well, you know the man has a few tricks up his sleeves. Rage pulls out all the stops to showcase his twisted reality in which these tales take place. The landscape itself becomes a character of his crazy brain, thus giving these somewhat familiar tales a whole new slant.

"The Place In Between" is the title of the strongest piece in the collection. Imagine a Fasutian tale that were written and directed by John Waters and David Lynch and you start to gather a little of where Steven Rage's mind is. The book feels heavily influenced by both talents - the seedy, dark, weird spliced with the scatological.

Go ahead and order it, folks. But be warned: this book is disgusting. You'll need a strong stomach to handle it. But the reward and payoff is huge. It's not gross for the sake of gross. It's dark fiction at it's finest.


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Reviewed by m j hollingshead 8/22/2010
compelling cover, premise sounds intriguing


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