I’m out on loan. I’m someone’s only begotten son. The umbilical is uncut and loaded with trip mines.
You can imagine how that makes me feel. Then again, you probably can’t. No matter. I’m a drawn-out chain-reaction festering with harbingers. Someone fires a shotgun and they erupt like a cave full of bats.
This is proof enough for most people. They spit and scoff and ride off feeling vindicated. Those with less fortitude bolt thru the forest spreading bread crumbs that they hope will shape a trail to the witch’s door. They have faith in the old witch. She’ll lure me into the oven and slam the door shut. Her bread will rise and no one will go hungry.
These are the dark consequences of unrequited love.
HCOLOM PRESS is the heir to Vagabond Press, which began as a main player in the Mimeo Revolution of the Sixties and continued publishing right into the jaws of the new millennium. HCOLOM PRESS embodies the spirit of Vagabond Press, retooled for the times we live in.
Hcolom is Moloch spelled backwards. Moloch is an Old Testament deity to which children were sacrificed, a practice society still engages in with increased enthusiasm. Consumerism is the new Moloch, manifesting itself like cancer in war, politics, the arts and religion, in every nook and cranny of human endeavor, draining the intrinsic beauty out of life and mutilating the innocence and magic of childhood with its commercial meat hook. HCOLOM PRESS intends to publish books that by their nature repudiate this pernicious force–novels, poetry, children’s books and books that transcend genre.
Our launch book, in June of 2006, was John Bennett’s novel, Tire Grabbers, a fable of sorts, a reality book rooted in the fantasy of our times, the story of the coming of Moloch and the children who rise up in rebellion against it.
Books of kindred spirit will follow close on its heels. Go for it by clicking here… or hit the Hcolom logo above…