They’re called the Skids. They’ve got three eyes, tank treads, and a bucket-full of attitude. They play the games and the few that don’t get vaped in the first weeks still die at five years old. Game over, thanks for playing. Johnny Drop’s the best skid the Skidsphere’s seen in generations, but he won’t get to enjoy it. Because his world is going to die.
And then Johnny’s going to learn that the universe is larger than he ever dreamed.
Part Hunger Games, part Ready Player One and The Matrix smashed into the mix, The Skids will take you on a ride beyond what you know of the world. So pop the top and show ’em the circus, we-we-we’re going for a ride!
Ian Donald Keeling is an odd, loud little man who acts a little, writes a little, and occasionally grows a beard. His short fiction and poetry have previously appeared in Realms of Fantasy, On Spec, and Grain. He’s on the faculty for sketch and improv at Second City in Toronto and likes all forms of tag and cheese. The Skids is his first novel.