It’s been too long since we’ve visited fellow artists’ precious things: the KSP Residency kept me away from all but the most basic blogging, and since I returned to the day job, the weight of work has been ramping up so that I’ve had very little time to myself for such things. Thankfully, the skies have cleared (I can’t wait to tell you about The 18 Month Plan tm) and we have a chance to get back to business with one of Australian Speculative Fiction’s most divine lunatics, the brilliantly unique Adam Browne.
For a start, Adam’s more than a writer: he illustrates his own works, and they have titles like Pyrotechnicon: Being a True Account of the Further Adventures of Cyrano de Bergerac Among the States and Empires of the Stars, by Himself (dec’d) (a wonderful confectionery of a book I was proud to read pre-publishing), “Other Stories,” and Other Stories, and his latest, The Tame Animals of Saturn. He has a tendency not to appear in major presses: such is often the fate of truly original voices, and Adam is truly original– if you’d like further proof, my favourite of his short stories involves the soul of Michael Jackson being implanted into an immortal spaceship, and grooming a street urchin to travel the stars with him forever. And that’s the easy version of the synopsis.
Spend five minutes at Adam’s blog, luxuriate in the writing and drawings, then come back here to enjoy an insight into one of the most intriguing and fascinating writers Australian speculative fiction has ever produced.
