26/08/2024 - I have just submitted a trading form to Waterstones, and should hear back soon about stocking my books in the stores near to me.
I’ve written a post about how I did this, and that should show up on the Halfplanet Press newsletter soon.
Signed copies!
A handful of people have told me recently that they plan to get a copy of WHO BUILT THE HUMANS? sometime soon. This reminded me that, after deciding against the Edinburgh Fringe this year, and turning my thoughts away from conventions, I have some spare copies at home which I could sign.
So I am going to.
If you would like to get a signed copy of WHO BUILT THE HUMANS? now is the best time to do it. They are £6 with £3 postage, and global shipping is enabled (I’ve no idea what eBay charges for worldwide shipping, sellers don’t get to see that, nor do we get any of the shipping money).
They are new. I’ve not taken them out of the box aside from quality checking them. They’re all fine. One of them was evil. I keep that one as a pet.
The book is a collection of 11 interconnected sci-fi comedy universes, told through 47 chapters which cross over each other. Don’t worry, it sounds more complicated than it is; I put a lot of time into making the book as easy to read as possible, enabling myself to add more and more weirdness without giving anyone a migraine.
The result is a book which readers love enough to email me about it sometimes, which has kept me going through the harder times.
It’s a weird combination of comedy, science fiction, and poetry.
You won’t find another book like it.
So what’s in it?
Ghost crabs. Robot afterlives. Time travel. Dark jokes.
It’s all here.
The time travel universe that started Earthloop.
A slice from Stephanie’s multiverse.
A conspiracy theorist called TIN FOIL TIM.
A little boy called God (no relation).
Interdimensional travel.
Aliens who peel our foreheads open to mess with our souls.
Long-winded alliterative slam poems about beings made of pure energy.
Some of the stuff that won me a comedy award at uni.
Journeys through time and space to find mysterious beings called “Humans”.
And more!
I blasted onto the scene with this book in 2020, showing the world that you can mix dark comedy and science fiction and poetry together to make something that works, and that works well.
The version of me you know here on Substack is a softer, more polite version than the spiky comedy sci-fi poet you will find in WBTH.
Yes, I do get spikier. Come look at the spikes.
This is my final sale of these copies. I paid about £4.60 for each one, without shipping from Amazon, so with eBay’s ridiculous cartoon teeth sinking into every sale I make I imagine I will make a loss from these, but I want you to be able to read it, and I want to not have a giant box in my dining room.
Unless that box has Lego in it.
So I want to make these financially accessible, and to sign them for you.
My plans are changing. Conventions are great, but I know my audience is spread around the world. Whilst most of you are in the US, I’ve sold a handful of copies in Germany, France, and more in the UK. I want to find ways to distribute signed copies without you having to teleport into a convention centre near a big pile of old bikes somewhere in the UK.
So they’re on eBay.
If nobody buys them, I will set them on fire.
Below: evidence that I can, and will, set them on fire.
I have about 40 copies left and I want you to have them.
So go get them please.
All money raised will fund my August 2025 Edinburgh (and perhaps Brighton) Fringe show. I will add a bit about how many I’ve sold at the bottom of future emails, so you can see what I’ve got to work with.
They’ll be signed to you if you message me on eBay after purchase. If not, it’ll just be my signature and a hastily written government secret.
Catch you later, humans!