It is mine and it is here and I welcome my new overlord

I won a Goodreads Giveaway. I have been absent from Goodreads, because I have been deGoogling, but I missed my friends, so I compromised. I detached it from Amazon. And, of course, I'm off all social media except Bluesky, so it's now a weird floating island...or if it's not, I'm trying. I missed my friends.

Let me rephrase my original statement. I won the Goodreads Giveaway. I won Tom's Crossing by Mark Z. Danielewski, author of House of Leaves. Just as I was working on the next House of Leaves episode, I received a surprise--and quite heavy--UPS package.

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It's not even available until October 28th! Just look at its magnificence. All 1232 pages of it.

Isn't that a gorgeous cover? I am speechless. Thank you, Goodreads, and thank you, Mark Z. Danielewski. I needed this so much. I can't wait to inundate the universe with updates about my every. waking. thought. about it. Set up your email filters now, lol.

Want to preorder it yourself, and support the podcast a wee bit? Here are the links for the hardcover and the ebook at Bookshop.org; you'll be supporting both the podcast and Judy Blume's independent bookstore Books & Books, which I have linked to my account. I win, she wins. Because Judy Blume.

I wish for you all to have a random surprise cupcake that's at least this lovely. (It really was a surprise; I never received the congrats, you won email.)

Feel free to

• follow me on Goodreads or
• follow me on Bluesky @theremightbecupcakes.com

Hard to figure how so much awful horror could've started out with just them two horses and not a one yet named...

From the bestselling author of House of Leaves comes a magisterial novel about two friends determined to rescue a pair of horses set for slaughter.

While folks still like to focus on the crimes that shocked the small city of Orvop, Utah, back in the fall of 1982, not to mention the trials that followed, far more remember the adventure that took place beyond municipal lines.

For sure no one expected the dead to rise, but they did. No one expected the mountain to fall either, but it did. No one expected an act of courage so great, and likewise so appalling, that it still staggers the heart and mind of anyone who knows anything about the Katanogos massif, to say nothing of Pillars Meadow. 

As one Orvop high school teacher described that extraordinary feat just days before she died, Fer sure no one expected Kalin March to look Old Porch in the eye and tell him: You get what you deserve when you ride with cowards.