Okay, folks, this Vigilante thing has evolved. The original, fairly modest plan of reviving the pulp-fiction men’s magazine was great. But after a few board meetings, some heated debate, and naturally a fistfight or two, a new and better plan was struck upon: Vigilante will not just be a magazine, but a pulp-fiction juggernaut, which will soon come to dominate the independent publishing scene, and will eventually dominate all publishing of all written material in the civilized world.
Too ambitious, you say? Not at all. But we do need a starting point. And we have one—a little outfit called Vigilante Crime.
Got a short, gritty, pulse-pounding crime novel? Want to see it dressed up and out strutting on the boulevard? Let’s talk about it.
If you’re not quite ready to go all the way, here’s how we can break the ice: the thing that first brought you here…the erstwhile men’s magazine.
That project has now taken the form of an annual anthology. And not just any anthology. As was the original plan, we want to bring golden-age pulp-fiction craftsmanship and dynamism to modern short fiction. That means Twilight Zone twists, Jack London grit, Jim Thompson anarchism—wild rides for readers, not therapy sessions or ego trips for writers.
The Gallows Humor crew is at the helm, with yours truly as editor-in-chief and everyone’s favorite raconteur, Philip M. “Big Philly” Smith, taking up the slack, so expect the unexpected.
And hey, don’t just expect the unexpected—contribute it.
Just click here or here to get the details.
Woohoo. I'm glad to see vigilante fiction doing so well.
I like that new Zoot Suit!
Keep on the pedal!