I just wanted to announce that I’ll be releasing a new novel this fall. I don’t have a definite date set yet but I’ve been finished the book for a while so, this fall I hope you’ll join me for the release of the final novel in my Bartender series.

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I have been writing stories for as long as I can remember. I wrote two novels before I turned twenty and you’ll never get to read them. For years I wrote short stories and other creative pieces, releasing them in ‘zines, before I decided to start writing a novel inspired by the pulp fiction, crime and comic books that I loved. That initial novel, which I thought I could write in a summer and turned into 8 years, became The Bartender a 3 part pulp fiction novel series that transcends multiple genres, prose tones and styles while attempting to remain a fast fire, functional piece of fiction designed for the audiences of the twenty first century. These works are the absolute distillation of many of my favourite aspects action adventure style fiction, infused with my own creative influences, and garnished with my perceptions and observations of people, society and reality.

Yes, as I wrote The Bartender I was in fact a bartender, but thats not who I am and hasn’t been for a very long time. That story is long over to me and, my creative process no longer requires the methods of exposure to life that they once did. I’ve been there done that. I can still do it. I will never forget it. I love it. But. The shit I seen. The shit I know. The secrets I keep. I know where the fuckin’ bodies are buried. Eventually you realize that life behind bars is time served, bub. I lived those many years writing those books in a place of lawless seediness, where my creative bloodlust for exposure to something real, however horrible, was sated. In that time I have been a hustler and a sheriff, existing in ethical ambiguity. Walking that line has educated my methods of detection, sharpened my skills of perception, and time and again return me to a place where my willpower and toughness is tested. The whole point of this experiment in identities was to write a set of novels explaining what I had learned, or at least what I thought I’d learned, and present it as a bad ass action adventure crime story.

I was stupid enough to put my own face on the cover of these books and in the process of attempting to market them I have regretted it, but now that it’s all over I have decided I just don’t care anymore. How many album covers you see with the artist’s face on the cover? If you’d begrudge me of that you can get bent. Know that at some point in my youth, while I was still in constant need of attention, I was shamed into understanding that just running your mouth because you have thoughts isn’t good enough. I became a better person and a better writer because of it. So I don’t really have any desire to sing praises for myself. Even writing this was difficult for me. I’ve always just wanted to write stories. Write books. Have some people read them.

That’s it. You want to know the rest of my secrets you’ll have to read the books, which are available on Amazon, Kindle and for order wherever you buy books. Ask for them by my name.

Milton Stille-Cover Photography.

Peter Warkentin-Cover Design.