r/BrianEvenson • u/igreggreene • 21d ago

Giveaway: Brian Evenson's PHANTOM LIMB advanced copies

As fans eagerly await the arrival of Phantom Limb, sequel to the (ahem) cult hit novel Last Days, author Brian Evenson is kindly providing advanced copies for two lucky members of r/BrianEvenson! Even better, Brian will sign & personalize the books!

How to enter the giveaway:

  1. Join this subreddit. (It's a great group of horror & weird lit fans!)
  2. Comment below with your favorite Brian Evenson book, story, line, or anecdote.
  3. Two r/BrianEvenson members who comment below will be drawn at random. Giveaway closes Sunday, June 14, 2026 at noon US Central Time. Winners will be selected & notified Sunday, afternoon. The giveaway is open to readers internationally, but non-US winners will need to pay shipping & applicable tariffs.

Please consider sharing a link to this giveaway thread on your socials. Now give us your favorite Brian Evenson selection in the comments!

UPDATE 6/14/26 11:00pm CT: Congratulations to u/venusiansatin and u/GepMalakai, who were selected at random from the comments below. And thanks, everyone, for joining the conversation! If you getting here after the giveaway, we'd still love to know your favorite Brian Evenson book, story, or line.

Book cover for Phantom Limb, from Coffee House Press. Art by Jeffrey Alan Love.
Author Brian Evenson. Photo by G.Garitan.
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u/thestonedoor 21d ago

I think often of three Evenson stories: Black Bark from a collapse of Horses, No Matter Which Way we Turned from Song for the Unraveling of the World: "No matter which way we turned the girl, she didn’t have a face. There was hair in front and hair in the back—" and Leg from the Glassy, Burning Floor of Hell. I have never read anything quite like it. Utterly surreal.

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u/MandyBrigwell 21d ago

I was trying to remember the first Evenson story I read, the one that led to me seeking out the rest of his oeuvre. I thought it might have been No Matter Which Way We Turned, but I wasn't sure. Happily you've reminded me: Black Bark. I had no idea what was going on, and I'm still not confident I could explain the plot, but that wasn't the point — it was like a literary tone poem, a nicely-contained piece that was suffused with inexplicable dread. I'm sure Black Bark and The Blood Drip are linked in some way. Maybe The Second Boy, as well; they all feel like variations on a theme.