KYLE WAKEFIELD
QUEER HORROR | AUTHOR OF QUEER HORROR
Kyle Wakefield has the spirit of an 18th-century romanticist not in the Poet-Laureate-to-the-King way but in the coughing-blood-into-a-handkerchief way. He disappeared into the Scottish wilderness alone one winter and came back with two scars on his chest which he claims are from top surgery, but are secretly entry points for the grapefruit-sized alien octopus controlling him parasitically. (It went in on the left-hand side first, but there weren't any brains there, so it had to try again.)Kyle is currently sensing the Bit Paradox of referring to the octopus in the third person.
THE CHURCH OF THE MOUNTAIN OF FLESH
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Sole De Gasinis drowns his grief in wine and buries his hatred of his body in twisted sculptures. When, one drunken night on the beach, God orders him to rebuild his village's church, he knows he wasn't chosen for his piety.Instead, he and God make a deal. If Sole rebuilds the church, God will give him the body of a man.As Sole works in a frenzy for salvation, lifelong friendships decay, a village united to tear down its church fractures into pariahs and zealots, and power and grief reshape the prophet into a tyrant. Grief for a boy he fell in love with ten years ago, who claimed to be a virgin birth, who died in agony in the church crypt when the God inside him wanted out--and whose monstrous remnant Sole must commune with for every piece of his prize.THE CHURCH OF THE MOUNTAIN OF FLESH is a cosmic horror novel about mad artists, bodies spiralling out of control, and a trans man's merciless desperation, perfect for fans of HELL FOLLOWED WITH US, THE WOODS ALL BLACK and ANGELS BEFORE MAN.
CONTENT WARNINGS
Surprises are only fun if you consent to them. If these content warnings weren't here for you to ignore, that wouldn’t be consent.THE CHURCH OF THE MOUNTAIN OF FLESH contains the following sensitive content:Graphic body horror including decay and infestation of live bodies
Graphic gore
Graphic sickness and injury detail including vomiting
Graphic bloody violence including cannibalism
Slow death
Imagery reminiscent of self-harm
Imagery reminiscent of a miscarriage
Healing a lifelong disability against the disabled person’s will
Corrupting and codependent romance
Explicit sexual content including unsafe sadomasochism
Descent of a Catholicism-based religion into cultism
Physical abuse of a child by a parent
Injury of a baby
Death of a parent
Grief
Alcohol abuse
Suicidal ideation
Gender dysphoria
Misgendering and deadnaming
Internalised misogyny from a trans man
Consumption of rocks, clay, dirt and other non-food items
Natural disaster including imagery of people trapped under rubble
Mercy killing of an animal
Mentioned death of a child
Mentioned suicide attempt by a child
Mentioned traumatic childbirth
Mentioned eating disorder
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Jamie Fugate is a doctor who calls himself a doctor’s son. Amon Jessop is a large animal x-ray technician who calls himself a vet. To the monster which crash-lands in their small town during a tornado emergency—twelve massive wings wrapped around a senseless knot of human body parts—they’re the only science for miles.Jamie and Amon agree that they’re researching God, but that’s the only thing they agree on. Amon sees God in the wings, which are quickly spread out on the ceiling of a storm cellar. Jamie sees God in the body; or, as he realises when Amon’s x-ray equipment reveals two skeletons entwined in an intricate embrace, the bodies. Freeing one head to soothe the other head is his first cut. Soon, he can’t tell where aiding the lovers ends and dissecting them begins.The more lovelorn flesh Jamie strings out on the ceiling, the more volatile the monster becomes, but Jamie can’t stop. The further apart he drags the lovers, the closer he comes to understanding the power which wove them together in the first place—and wielding it himself, against the colleague he’s come to adore.
