Thursday, February 11, 2016

Now Available: "The Moon-Haunted Heart" by TAS

Available February 16th, World-wide

The Moon-Haunted Heart (50 short stories)
by Terrance Aldon Shaw

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as an e-book:
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(To Selene--The Moon)

I cast my dreams upon the void
Like corked epistles on a chartless sea.
You who stumble upon these stories,
Tossed up, perhaps, upon some foreign, tide-washed strand
May, reading close, discern the cadence of my heart,
The tremblings of my naked soul in all its brazen brokenness;
Its studied stillness and unchaste aspiring;
Its manic, howling, vulgar, white-hot wants;
Its winking, tongue-cheeked, wry, bathetic eloquence,
Ebullient lust and blind enlightenment,
The ecstasy of flesh and sense,
Sorrow and exultation,
Languor, levity, despair,
Roaring blood and brimming brain—
All that is me—
Distilled within that secret place
Where love and madness meet.


Sometimes, the truest stories are about what almost happened. Not what was, but what just as easily might have been. The would’ves, the should’ves, the could’ves, the haunting maybes and the melancholy might-haves are the fertile soil in which the most powerful and affecting fiction takes root. Then too, sometimes, the most intriguing stories leave a bit of mystery beyond the margins; small enigmas for the reader to ponder hours and days after the book has been closed. Sometimes, the shortest stories are the ones that stay with us the longest.

In his old age, W.B. Yeats famously remarked that “sex and death are the only subjects worthy of a serious mind.” While I think there may well be truth to that in an extremely broad sense, as I get older, I find myself earnestly exploring issues, not only of mortality and desire, but also of nostalgia, regret, isolation, loneliness and longing, lost inspiration and the search for one's place in the cosmic scheme of things.

The purpose of these stories—if they can be said to have any purpose beyond simply being for their own sake—is not necessarily to arouse, but rather to explore these aspects of the human condition through the lens of the erotic. If this seems contradictory, it may well be. “Know thyself,” the Oracle at Delphi famously declared, yet, if we are afraid to look at ourselves as sexual beings—naked, vulnerable, passionate, longing—our lives are not wholly examined. We do not truly know ourselves.

The fifty very-short pieces in this collection range from as many as 4,000 to as few as 50 words. There are brief vignettes—entire worlds conjured up within the space of an eye-blink—alongside more conventionally expansive narratives. The moods, settings, characters, and ideas found here represent many of the things that are near to my heart and seldom far from my thoughts: There are a number of stories about the erotic dimensions of ‘disability,’ particularly visual impairment. There are pansexual celebrations—the hetero- and homoerotic along with the intentionally ambivalent. There are richly atmospheric scene-settings, effusive literary evocations, and casual pop-culture-inspired dialogues, orneriness and ecstasy, contemporary vulgarity and timeless transcendence standing cheek by jowl; low comedy, erotic horror and lambent exultation comfortably sharing the same space, breathing the same air, seeking the same truth.

Writers live in hope that what they write will have meaning, though it is almost always left to readers to find it. If you find meaning in these stories of mine—if you find pleasure, joy, enlightenment, inspiration and encouragement in them—I wish you well.

Terrance Aldon Shaw

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