Brandon Getz

 

 

 

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Fiction and Poetry
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Professional Writing
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Professional Editing
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Fiction

Lars Breaxface, Werewolf in Space
JukePop Serials, June 2015 - April 2017

Arcane (Graphic Novel)
Armature Arts Agency, April 2017+

Memo to the X9 Sales Team
WORK Magazine, November 2016

The Collector
Sanitarium Magazine, Issue 46, July 2016

What They Know
Cheat River Review, April 2016

Outside Wheeling
Per Contra, December 2015

White People 
The After Happy Hour Review, April 2015

The Number 9 Train
Paragraphiti, October 2014

Skins
Burrow Press Review, October 2014

Robot on a Park Bench
The Delmarva Review, Volume 7, September 2014
*Nominated for the Pushcart Prize

Franky Stanky & The Monster Cock
Crack The Spine, September 2013

Unicorn Tears
The Ampersand Review, August 2013

Stop Me If You've Heard This One Before
Versal, Issue 9, March 2011

Poetry

Unedited Raw Material from Tripping on Mushrooms in Spokane, WA, April 2010
Uppagus, Issue 19, August 2016

Small Things
Barzakh Magazine, July 2015

Blondie
Burningword Literary Journal, October 2014

Second Page of a Letter Dated March 7, 1983 (Found in an Old Bible)
Thin Air, March 2012

Calvary
Ghost Ocean Magazine, Issue 7, September 2011

Lars Breaxface, Werewolf in Space

All 60 chapters of the novel-length serial Lars Breaxface, Werewolf in Space, which ran from June 2015 to April 2017.

"Exiled from his home planet after exposure to a lycanthropic virus, orbit-salvager Lars Breaxface roams the cosmos as muscle-for-hire, the ultimate lone wolf. But when he meets a mysterious stranger in the far reaches of space, the wolfman finds himself in the middle of an alien plot he doesn't understand, breaking a lot of faces. With the galaxy hanging in the balance, can Lars tame the beast? Or is he only capable of super apocalyptic werewolf mass destruction?"

 

Read more at JukePop Serials

 

 

Unedited Raw Material from Tripping on Mushrooms in Spokane, WA, April 2010 (Poem)

(Jessica is on the floor. Seems like a good idea to establish the reality of Jessica on the floor in the red glow of the Christmas-tree lights. I will parentheticalize this sentence so that it doesn’t make it into the rest of the poem. It can be part of the diary, the DVD Extra portion of the poem, as if poems have McDonald’s DVD Supersize menus. I just said to Brendan that I was parentheticalizing the prose. I would not read this in public.)

Read more at Uppagus, Issue 19

Arcane (Graphic Novel)

A 5-part graphic novel series in collaboration with artist Ross Kennedy of Armature Tattoo Co.

"It’s been ten years since the city’s super-powered heroes fell upon each other in madness and destroyed half of the metropolis. In the aftermath, the five lost their power, no longer able to channel the mysterious Source. Some have hidden themselves in anonymity, working to rebuild the city they left in ruins; others have quested for other kinds of power. Now, after a decade of hiding, Arcane finds himself pulled into a war between the Central Restoration Authority, a fascist bureaucracy holding the city under martial law, and the fanatical Crusaders, a militant cult worshipping the heroes’ former leader, Michael, as a god. But Arcane has a secret: he has found a new way to tap the Source for power. As he uses its energy to save his estranged daughter, Riley, the others also begin to feel their powers coming back, and another battle between the heroes looms. As the Authority moves to crush the Crusaders and tighten its iron grip, Arcane must stop both sides from destroying the city a second time."

Buy Act 1 at Armature Tattoo Co.

The Collector

The old man couldn’t remember when the severed hands had first appeared. For years, they had arrived unbidden, usually in the morning, their wrists showing all manner of cleavage, from the neat slice of a well-sharpened knife to ragged remains by the jaws of exotic predators. On some indecipherable and arcane schedule, usually on a Tuesday, the old man would find a hand on his doorstep, neatly splayed on the welcome mat, next to his morning paper.

Read more in Sanitarium Magazine, Issue 46

From the Archives: Interview with Brandon Getz, author of “White People”

JP: I wanted to ask how you would classify this story. This didn’t feel like genre, but it can’t really be classified as straight literary fiction. It felt like genre that was totally dismissive of the fact that it was genre fiction. Or is this just an irrelevant question?

BG: First off, I don’t want to be dismissive of genre fiction. I think genre fiction versus literary fiction gets a bad rap. People in literary circles kind of turn their noses up at it, as though it’s all sword and sorcery and rayguns and monsters and it doesn’t have any artistry. A lot of what I write is what Michael Chabon would call writing along the borderlands. It’s this stuff that overlaps. And it wasn’t uncommon for literary heroes of yore. I mean, Edgar Allen Poe – he basically invented science fiction, horror and the detective story. And he’s taught in our high school English classes. Dickens and Henry James wrote ghost stories. It was only in the Raymond Carver celebratory era that this attitude exists. And I love Raymond Carver too, but I think there’s been this idea going about that those tropes of horror or science fiction or fantasy are a separate thing. I don’t think that’s the case. I think you need to write a good story. And all those traditions have good and bad writers, and all those traditions have tropes that you can play with and use to create really cool and interesting stories..

Read more at After Happy Hour Review

What They Know

Most nights, the demons disappear into the house. They carry on as if they have business to take care of, ignoring Anya and me and the questions I always ask. I go into the nursery and fall asleep on her floor, door locked, and in the morning, some obscure thing in the house is damaged—symbols scratched into Carrie’s clarinet, pages ripped from our photo albums—and the demons are gone. They’ve been coming for weeks. Always at the same time. Always with the same solemn sense of purpose. The routine is almost comforting.

Read more at Cheat River Review

Memo to the X9 Sales Team

Good morning, everybody! Happy Monday! I just want to address some of the questions and concerns that have been floating around our little office regarding the new X-series model, the best we’ve ever offered here at Safe-D-Tech LLC: the safe and indestructible X9! I want to assure you that the concussive disabling system, though it struggled a little in the beta phase, has been 100% redesigned and is functioning to its maximum potential. I know we’re all very sorry about what happened to Roger in the Testing Lab (I know I am!). There’s a card for his family at the security desk, and we encourage everyone to sign their name and a brief message to his wife and kids. We are very sorry for their loss.

Read more at WORK Magazine

Outside Wheeling

They got a ride as far as Clarington, then another, in the bed of a black pickup, up the river to Wheeling. The door to Amber’s father’s house was boarded, and someone had painted pervert on the side of the house and someone had painted crosses and someone had painted Andrew Lynch is God and someone had broken all the windows. That was the first night they slept in Amber’s father’s bed, in that little house outside Wheeling. They slept with all their clothes on, on his mattress. They slept without blankets or sheets. They slept facing each other, her cold hand gripping his.

Read more at Per Contra

Bio


Brandon Getz was born and raised outside Pittsburgh, PA. His first stories were about monsters that he drew with his crayons. Monster tales then led to hand-drawn comic books bound in construction paper (ages 8 & 9), his first book without pictures (a 64-page handwritten science-fiction story called A Dangerous Dude, age 10), his second (Codename: Blades, another sci-fi narrative about space commandos, which took him more than 2 years to complete), and high school years rife with rhymed poetry, sad song lyrics, and a couple of morbid short stories. 

Throughout his undergraduate years at the University of Pittsburgh campus in Johnstown, PA, he continued writing, publishing stories and poems in the campus literary journals, in addition to acting, directing, and writing several one-act plays. He earned his bachelor's degree in English Writing in 2007 and began an MFA program at Eastern Washington University (Spokane, WA) in 2008, where he was a fiction editor for Willow Springs literary magazine and taught creative writing to at-risk and homeless youth. He was also the emcee for the Spokane Poetry Slam, forging a literary partnership between the MFA program and local poets.

Since graduating with his MFA, Brandon has lived in Buenos Aires, Argentina, and Philadelphia, PA, re-settling in his home city of Pittsburgh. In 2013, he began editing book-length manuscripts for Dorrance Publishing (Pittsburgh) and transitioned to working full-time as a freelance copyeditor in 2016. He continues to write poetry and fiction, publishing in various print and online journals. He is currently working on a story collection and a serialized adventure novel about a werewolf in space.