Priapus to the Stars is part memoir, part fiction, and all true. It’s the sound of a mind lost in a sea of cyberpunk, disability dysphoria and other undiagnosed madness. Imagine Naked Lunch in a blender with My Left Foot, Slaughterhouse-Five, HP Lovecraft, JG Ballard and Laurence Sterne.
From the blurb:
Having completed a doctoral dissertation outlining (faintly) a critical conception of representation for disability research, with no prospects fore and aft, realising I’d wasted the better part of my thirties on ideas that would not come to pass, having dealt not with neuroses relating specifically, spectrally and spontaneously to a congenital condition the conditions of which I remain ignorant—my mind exploded.
Available October 15 2026.
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Don’t even look at those lines!
