Laura Madeline Wiseman: Let’s begin with your (writer) origin story. CS DeWildt: It was a vaginal birth, no complications. I hit the ground, twisted an ankle, and joined the race. Books were always there, and… [more]
Martian Lit is proud to announce the release of its first book of poetry: American Galactic, by Laura Madeline Wiseman Opening with an epigraph from Charles Simic, “Lots of people around here have been taken for… [more]
Martian Lit is proud to announce its first Kickstarter… for its first comic book, Martian Comics! The first issue is written by Julian Darius and Kevin Thurman, with art by Sergio Tarquini, interior colors by… [more]
We’re pleased to present a preview of Martian Comics #1, containing a complete eight-page story — the first chapter of “The Girl from Mars.” If you prefer, you can download the entire story now as… [more]
Martian Lit is proud to announce the publication of Nathaniel Tower’s Nagging Wives, Foolish Husbands, a collection of absurd and literary short stories examining the surreal experiences of married life. The book has already received considerable… [more]
Here’s Darick Robertson’s beautiful cover for Martian Comics #1 — Martian Lit’s ambitious first comic book, coming in 2014. The comic is written by Julian Darius and Kevin Thurman, with interior art by Sergio Tarquini.… [more]
CS DeWildt’s Dead Animals, a short story collection published by Martian Lit, is winning tremendous praise as an innovative literary offering that is at once realistic and mind-bendingly troubling. J.J. Anderson, author of Trailer Park… [more]
He thinks he’s the hero New York deserves, but he’s sure not the one it wants right now. He is… Carlos Danger!!! [more]
Martian Lit is proud to announce the publication of CS DeWildt’s Dead Animals, a collection of short stories and flash. The book doesn’t pull its punches, and it focuses on damaged and damaging characters. But… [more]
I looked behind the dryer where socks, mittens, and dust bunnies crouch in shadows and lint. I looked inside the closets. I looked under the bed where I’ve found mp3 players, earplugs, and bad dreams.… [more]
Two new reviews have been published of Julian Darius’s Nira/Sussa, the first novel published by Martian Lit: one review by SR Jones and another by Pavarti K. Tyler. Snippets from SR Jones’s review include: With NIRA/SUSSA, author… [more]
Teeth laid in porcelain face— the skin, molars. Bone-colored, carrying bridges. Come to me, angular body and hands clutching a book. Its blue cover’s threaded, paled in age. You read about brothers—a story of birds… [more]
Battle, like fighting for peace. Day and Night. Blind tears of rage no one Hears or knows of, save those few I don’t horrify yet, who see me more Clearly than I see myself. Remember.… [more]
The first thing you notice about Andy Warhol is that he is an albino. Needless to say, as a young kid with the attention span of a braindead, I was delighted by this fact. My… [more]
The black door needed painting, but only after he had unhinged, removed, sanded and primed it. That wasn’t going to happen. He had intended to renovate his man cave in the basement. Man cave, what… [more]
When Poison Ivy appears at my backyard gate the Martians offer bouquets of Virginia creeper and woven crowns of red-tongued honeysuckle. I’m so startled that Dr. Isley is in my garden— butterfly bush, tea roses,… [more]
Suddenly it felt like I’d been kicked in the head by a mule. That’s all I could remember, that moment of impact. It was like I’d spaced out and just woken up when kicked. There… [more]
I couldn’t stop saying it was “sick” to see her in a college hallway, having last annoyed each other in eighth grade. What I meant was that I liked her, that I loved to follow… [more]
90 minutes a day and a pretty face… You’d be amazed at what some good looks and time in the gym can do for you. The possibilities are endless: get an agent, get a role,… [more]
After ingesting a huge amount of the fall, Zinone spirals into a fugue state.
My carnivorous darling, my adored Predator, I long to be torn Limb from limb from limb by your Jewel-studded jaws I wish be ripped to pieces Rent in two I want to be devoured as… [more]
Zinone confronts his actions, while Jerrod searches for healing.
I make a list of things I don’t know: 1) The precise hue of your beard when you’re pouring me wine. 2) The name of the kind of bread you bake. 3) The probably obscene… [more]
Jerrod makes some new friends, while Zinone encounters an old acquaintance.