UNO MOSS, the ebook collection of my Hot Sinatra-related stories is finally here, and only available to subscribers to the GOTHOW? CREW email newsletter. I know, I know… you don’t want any more f#$%@ing emails. Look, man. I’m giving away TWO ebooks of short stories for FREE (Uno Moss and the slightly weirder, just as entertaining HowDeeDoo). And I hate writing emails as much as you hate getting them. I’m not one of these send-happy motherflippers who sends out missive after missive after missive… I’m not some Johnny-come-marketer who wants to inundate you with endless promises of gold and wealth and werewolf strippers… (well, okay, I do have ONE werewolf stripper in my new novel Furr debuting October 27 from Tyche Books, but I’m not going to send you twelve emails about it!) I just sent an email to the GOTHOW? CREW about this today. I might send one in October to show you the cover, give you another free story, introduce you to the aforementioned werewolf stripper (her name is Jules, she is quite lovely, so long as you don’t piss her off with an exorbitant number of emails… you see where I’m going with this?)
In any case… back to UNO MOSS. I have herein collected all of the previously published Manlove & Kickerdick Tricks, the Moe Rossi Investigations, the what-have-yous and what-nots. There’s a brand new never-before-seen Seasonal Greeting called THE ALUMINUM EAGLE. You can’t get that shit anywhere else! I am also un-publishing the existing Manlove & Kickerdick singles from all sales channels, and placing a moratorium on new Hot Sinatra related stuff for the foreseeable future, so unless you pick up the individual anthologies these stories originally appeared in, you are plain ol’ S.O.L., baby. Oh, and did I mention the limited edition (250 only) paperback version that will only be available at my events and appearances? You can use a GOTHOW? CREW loophole to get in on that too!
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