East of Constantinople, West of Shanghai


Weird, and Western

… or the other way around.

I always said I would have liked to write a weird western.
Well, I did it.
And I sold it to an anthology.
The story is called Hank’s Ghosts.
I will not say more until the contract is signed, but looks like the editor liked it.

And to celebrate, tonight I’ll write another short story: I just realized that the Japanese expression “henna gaijin” means “strange foreign guy” but also, by extension, might be translated sometimes as“weird western guy”.
I’m sure there’s a plot in here somewhere…