Cantaraville Seven

Oh, the slimy joy! Cantaraville has released its seventh issue! Oh, what larks!

Issue seven features the fiction debut of this squeegeed hobo (me), appearing first on the bill, no less. Perhaps they wish to repel their readers this time. Ha-ha-ha-ha. My story is a charming alcoholic-has-been-falls-for-obsessive-Scottish-fan tale. The usual guff.

Bringing up my rear is Theresa Dick (one of Philip K.’s wives) with a charming memoir about the paranoid genius.

Looks good. You have to pay, though. Which isn’t as good. Never mind.

Issue seven available here.