“The Fun We’ve Had” reviewed by Gabriel Ricard for Drunk Monkeys

Among one of the first reviews of the book, Gabriel Ricard nailed it with his review of “The Fun We’ve Had” over at Drunk Monkeys. Here’s a glimpse:

Don’t take anything for granted, and don’t expect what you believe about death to fill in the blanks. The only thing you can be sure of is the proven range of Seidlinger’s imagination restating itself here, and of his ability to take something like slipping the murky depths of eternity (the book is appropriately broken down into the stages of grief), and turn it into an apocalyptic, poetic, and existential fairytale.


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Bud Smith interviewed me as part of his live talk show, “The Unknown Show”

On February 18th, I was a guest alongside, Cameron Pierce, author of numerous titles, including Die You Doughnut Bastards, as well as editor at Lazy Fascist Press, as well as fellow writer, Gabriel Ricard, who writes for Drunk Monkeys and Cleft Jaw Press, on Bud Smith‘s The Unknown Show. For a solid 25 minutes, Bud and I talked The Fun We’ve Had, New York City, Civil Coping Mechanisms, and more.



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The Laughter of Strangers reviewed at Drunk Monkeys

Gabriel Ricard reviewed The Laughter of Strangers over at the amusingly titled lit site, Drunk Monkeys. Man, he really dug the book and has a lot of really awesome stuff to say about it. 10 out of 10 rating. Stuff about my writing. I don’t know how to feel about this kind of positive reenforcement. But I will say, damn! Here’s a snippet from the review:

In the past, Seidlinger’s talent has covered destruction of the mind, destruction of social constructs, and the destruction of society itself on every possible level. That doesn’t mean that he’s ever repeated himself. The pleasure of reading The Laughter of Strangers, for all its frightening moments, for all the parts that make us laugh (a little uncomfortably), and for everything that stays with us after the book is done, is in how Seidlinger describes that destruction. It’s clearly an interest of his, but it’s not an interest that sacrifices story or character. It’s not an interest that has revealed any limitations at this time. You don’t have to be a fighter to relate to what Floures goes through over the course of the book. You only have to remember the time you struggled with your own sense of identity. If you happen to be going through that struggle now, then that’s all the better, in terms of your ability to take something significant from The Laughter of Strangers.

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(Promotion) Gabriel Ricard is “Martin Parker”



Alias/Known As: “Martin Parker”

Real name: Gabriel Ricard

Number of victims: 30+




~Was always fascinated with the elasticity of skin when cured with the right marinades.

~Donned the name “Martin Parker” and started a beef jerky business, Parker & Co, to moderate success.

~Sold well enough at the start but quickly realized Parker & Co could not compete without a special recipe.

~Spent years developing various recipes until temporarily abandoning business venture.

~Stumbled upon interesting flavor using skin-spice mixture.

~Experimented with recipe using moderate cuts of own skin from forearms, back, and thighs.

~Belief in having discovered a special recipe resulted in quick succession of missing persons.

~Captured victims by luring small groups of young teenagers in van under promise of alcohol.

~Developed successful recipe and Parker & Co experienced a two year run of success before authorities tracked widespread teenage disappearances to Parker’s estate.

~Remains incarcerated with no parole and frequently provides correspondence discussing recipe and method of capture to any and all interested parties.


Be Mine


“Jump a bit forward, spotting her with the man of mystery. Quick, rapid flashes of her holding hands with the man. Her getting into a Trans Am. The mystery peeling out of the apartment complex. Audience gets first glimpse of what the man might look like. Back to the night at present. Shot of the apartment complex sign as the mystery sped by, her in tow. Seamlessly transitions to a shot of the apartment complex sign presently swarming with nosy rubberneckers that pulled over on the side of the road to get a better look. The mystery clears out long before anything’s found. Out of sight, what happens you have to imagine. We aren’t gods in any scenario and the same goes for any story.”



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