Painting by Peter Paul Rubens
What We Have to Get By On
Men have wives, mistresses and lovers, sometimes all three, sometimes all three at once, and occasionally all three in one person, which usually leads to a psychotic meltdown and a cornucopia of pharmaceuticals.
Women have secrets disguised as men, sex symbols personified, cash cows and studs to take the edge off their grave disappointment. Women have dream men that none of the above can live up to, and then they have children.
There are exceptions, deviations and distortions and occasionally a case of untainted love, but by-and-large this is the way of things.
This is the quagmire the angels of the soul claw their way out of, shake like dogs to fling off the mucus, then spread their tiny wings and fly into a lightning-scarred sky.
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… or just hit any of the following covers…