Published in 2008; main webpage is here; ordering lynx are here
The 1000 Days of Disbelief
Published as three mini-novels, 2010/11; main webpage is here
Published in 2012; main webpage is here; ordering lynx are here
Circa the Year of Dome 2000, Anvil the Artificer, a then otherwise unnamed, highborn Lazaremist later called Tvasitar Smithmonger, dedicated the first three devic talismans, or power foci, that he forged out of molten Brainrock to the Trigregos Sisters.
The long lost, possibly even dead, simultaneous mothers of devakind hated their offspring for abandoning them on the far-off planetary Utopia of New Weir. Not surprisingly, their fearsome talismans could be used to kill Master Devas (devils).
For most of twenty-five hundred years, they belonged to the recurring deviant, Chrysaor Attis, time after time proven a devaslayer. On Thrygragon, Mithramas Day 4376 YD, he turned them over to his Great God of a half-father, Thrygragos Varuna Mithras, to use against his two brothers, Unmoving Byron and Little Star Lazareme, in hopes of usurping their adherents and claiming them as his own.
Hundreds of years later, these selfsame thrice-cursed Godly Glories helped turn the devil-worshippers of Sedon's Head against their seemingly immortal, if not necessarily undying gods. Now, five hundred years after the 1000 Days of Disbelief, they've been relocated.
The highest born, surviving devic goddesses want them for themselves; want to thereby become incarnations of the Trigregos Sisters on the Hidden Continent. An Outer Earthling, one who has literally fallen out of the sky after the launching of the Cosmic Express, gets to them first ...
Published in 2010; main web presence is here; Character Companion starts here; ordering lynx are here;
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Published in 2010; main web presence is here; Character Companion starts here; ordering lynx are here;
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Published in 2011; two storylines recounted side-by-side, the titular one narrated by the Legendarian in 5980, the other indirectly leading into the 'Launch 1980' story cycle; main web presence is here; Character Companion starts here; ordering lynx are here;
In the Year of the Dome 4825, Morgan Abyss, the Melusine Master of the Utopian Weirdom of Cabalarkon, seizes control of Primeval Lilith, the ageless, seemingly unkillable Demon Queen of the Night. The eldritch earthborn is the real half-mother of the invariably mortal Sed-sons but, once she has hold of her, aka Lethal Lily, Master Morgan proceeds to trap the Moloch Sedon Himself.
In the midst of the bitter, century-long expansion of the Lathakran Empire, the Hidden Headworld's three tribes of devil-gods are forced to unite in an effort to release their All-Father. Unfortunately for them, they're initially unaware Master Morg, the Death's Head Hellion herself, has also got hold of the Trigregos Talismans, devic power foci that can actually kill devils, and Sedon's thought-father Cabalarkon, the Undying Utopian she'll happily slay if they dare attack her Weirdom.
Utopians from Weir have never given up seeking to wipe devils off not just the face of the Inner Earth, but off the planet itself. Their techno and biomages, under the direction of the Weirdom of Cabalarkon's extremely long-lived High Illuminary, Quoits Tethys, have determined there is only one sure way to do that -- namely, to infect the devils' Inner Earth worshippers with fatal plagues brought in from the Outer Earth.
Come All-Death Day there are more Dead Things Walking than Living Beings Talking. Believe it or not, that's the good news.
Published in 1990; main webpage is here; ordering lynx are here
The Damnation Brigade
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Published in 2013; main webpage is here; ordering lynx are here
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Published in 2014, main webpage is here; ordering lynx are here
Kadmon Heliopolis had one life. It ended in October 1968. The Male Entity has had many lives. In his fifth, he and his female counterpart, often known as Miracle Memory, engendered more so than created the Moloch Sedon. They believe him to be the Devil Incarnate. They've been attempting to kill him ever since. Too bad it's invariably he, Heliosophos (Helios called Sophos the Wise), who gets killed instead.
On the then still Whole Earth circa the Year 4000 BCE, one of their descendants, Xuthros Hor, the tenth patriarch of Golden Age Humanity, puts into action a thought-foolproof, albeit mass murderous, plan to succeed where the Dual Entities have always failed. He unleashes the Genesea. The Devil takes a bath.
Fifty-nine hundred and eighty years later, New Century Enterprises launches the Cosmic Express from Centauri Island. It never reaches Outer Space; not all of it anyhow. As a stunning consequence of its apparent destruction, ten extraordinary supranormals are reunited, bodies, souls and minds, after a quarter century in what they've come to consider Limbo. They name themselves the Damnation Brigade. And so it appears they are -- if perhaps not so much damned as doomed.
At least one person survives the launching of the Cosmic Express. He literally falls out of the sky -- on the Hidden Continent of Sedon's Head. An old lady saves him. Except this old lady lives in a golden pagoda, rides vultures and has a third eye. She also doesn't stay old long. He becomes her willing soldier, acquires the three Sacred Objects and goes on a rampage, against his own people, those that live.
Meanwhile, Centauri Island, the launch site of the Cosmic Express, comes under attack from Hell's Horsemen. Only it's not horses they ride. It's Atomic Firedrakes!
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Ian Bateson's unpublished artwork from Phantacea Seven provides the basis for the first full-length phantaceaMythos Mosaic Novel since "Goddess Gambit".
Still unpublished-in-print artwork from pH-7 can be seen here.
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Cover art by Ian Bateson, 1980/2013
Nuclear Dragons are here!
The second full-length entry in the Launch 1980 story cycle.
Dedicated webpage is here; back cover text can be found here and here; lynx to excerpts from the book start here and here; check out material that didn't make it here and related excerpts from its scheduled follow-up, 2014's "Helios on the Moon", here; its Auctorial Preamble is reprinted here, here and here
Lynx to online stores where you can order the book by credit card are here. To order from the publisher, click here.
Postage is extra. Please be aware that as yet Phantacea Publications can only accept certified cheques or money orders.
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At long last, the second entry in the 'Launch 1980' epic fantasy has arrived.
Ian Bateson's breathtaking wraparound cover for the novel utilizes his own dragons from pH-7. Those from the then unfinished cover for the Phantacea Phase One project can be seen here and here.
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Phantacea Publications is pleased to announce "Goddess Gambit", the third and final book in 'The Thrice-Cursed Godly Glories' trilogy, is available for ordering both online and directly from the publisher
(Please note: Phantacea Publications can only accept cheques and money orders.)
Phantacea Publications is pleased to announce the three mini-novels constituting "The 1000 Days of Disbelief", Book Two of 'The Thrice-Cursed Godly Glories', are available for ordering online by credit card.
"Feeling Theocidal -- Thrygragon, Year of the Dome 4376" (Book One of 'The Thrice-Cursed Godly Glories' trilogy), "The War of the Apocalyptics" (the first full-length entry in the Launch 1980 story cycle), the three mini-novels making up "The 1000 Days of Disbelief" (Book Two of 'The Thrice-Cursed Godly Glories'), "Goddess Gambit" (Book Three of the trilogy and in some respects the second – unless it's the third – entry in the Launch 1980 story sequence) and "Nuclear Dragons" (the second, full-length entry in the Launch 1980 story sequence) should be available at neighbourhood bookstores and public libraries all over the world.
"Janna Fangfingers", the third and final mini-novel comprising 1000-Daze, rather cleverly doubles as a prequel to both Gambit and the Launch 1980 story cycle. In its turn, Endgame-Gambit picks up from where War-Pox leaves off. Part Three of "Nuclear Dragons" connects to both War-Pox and Gambit. Parts One, Two and Four of Nuke also nicely sets up "Helios on the Moon", the last scheduled sequence in the Launch 1980 story cycle.
E-versions of Feel Theo, Hellion, Contagion,Fangers, War-Pox and Gambit are available on the Kindle format exclusively from amazon.com, amazon.co.uk and some of amazon's other European and Asian affiliates.
Kindle e-books can be downloaded for I-Pads and I-Phones as well as a number of other devices. Many have text-to-voice capacity for the visually challenged.
Phantacea Publications e-books are also available in a variety of other formats. Please check your favourite online bookstore to download Phantacea Publications e-books to the device of your choice.
Some of the Phantacea comics and graphic novels can be ordered through Drive Thru Comics.
Or, if you prefer to order directly from the publisher, email or send your order(s) via surface mail. No matter where you live or what currency you prefer to use, I'll figure out a way to fill your order(s) myself.
Please add an additional 12% to cover Canadian and provincial taxes as well as Canada Post rates for shipping. At present Phantacea Publications can only accept certified cheques or money orders.
Another interesting option for the curious is Chegg, which has a rent-a-book program. Thus far its search engine shows no results for phantacea (any style or permutation thereof) but it does recognize Jim McPherson (a variety of them) and the titles of the novels.
As for the Whole Earth (other than the Hidden Continent of Sedon's Head, at least as far as I can say), this page contains a list of a few other websites where you can probably order the novels in a variety of currencies and with credit cards.
The gods and goddesses, the demons and monsters, of ancient mythologies have been trivialized, their worship proscribed and the entities themselves confined to another realm. Their ongoing battles are chronicled throughout Jim McPherson's PHANTACEA Mythos.
In "The War of the Apocalyptics" a number of these acknowledged devils break out of the Sedon Sphere, the dimensional barrier between the Inner and the Outer Earth. Among them are four Apocalyptics: War, Death, Disease and Destruction. Death looks pregnant.
The 17-year Secret War of Supranormals ended in December 1955. At the end of November 1980, 1955's Last of the Supranormals re-emerge whole, bodies with minds, from nearly a quarter century in Limbo. Since they do so on Damnation Isle, in the Aleutian Chain of islands, they consequently decide to call themselves the Damnation Brigade. They may be all that can stand against the Apocalyptics and their allies.
Although evidently mortal and mostly human, they may also be the sons and daughters of the gods and goddesses, the demons and monsters, of ancient mythologies.
Images in this panel double-click; more shots representative of the Damnation Brigade can be found here.
James H McPherson, Publisher.
Cover artwork by Ian Bateson, 2009. Text by Jim McPherson, 2009.
Lynx leading to a partial list of excerpts from the novel can be found here.
Back cover text can be found here. As above, much more on the novel can be found here and here.
List price is $23.00 in Canada and $22.00 in the USA. For a limited time, orders placed via email through www.phantacea.com will include postage for anywhere in Canada or the USA. I will still have to charge you 13% for Canadian and provincial Goods and Sales Taxes. Plus, you will still have to send me certified cheques or money via surface mail before I ship the book(s).
Since Lightning Source Inc (LSI) has exclusive rights to distribute the novel, a partial list of LSI's distribution
partners, including a number outside of Canada or the USA, is here.
Or you can email your order(s)
directly to me today and I'll either arrange to fill them myself or send
you details as to how you can order copies of the novel wherever you live. Enquiries cost zip.
Images in this panel double-click; more shots representative of the Damnation Brigade can be found here and here.
James H. McPherson, Publisher, presents a PHANTACEA Mythos Print Publication
Cover Artwork by Ian Bateson, 2009
PHANTACEA: Anheroic Fantasy since 1977
Back Cover Blurb
The Launching of the Cosmic Express took place on November 30, 1980. The Moloch Sedon found the whole thing so distasteful he spat it out again.
The night’s sky darkened but stars didn’t dim. They escaped. The ten members of the Damnation Brigade, one of who wasn’t anywhere near human, though she was supranormally gifted, couldn’t have been happier. They’d survived a quarter century in Limbo. For now!
Plague, Murder, War and Disaster, they're Apocalyptics; immortal devils. They're among the stars that escaped the Sedon Sphere. Murder's pregnant. She'll give birth on the Inner Earth if D-Brig doesn't stop her first.
From the creator of the PHANTACEA Mythos and the writer of ‘Feeling Theocidal’ comes Fallen Angel Devils, comes unrelenting Action, comes the Damnation Brigade, comes the first book of the Launch 1980 cycle.
The background image for this page and the panels above and below this box are blurry versions of Ian Bateson's front cover for "The War of the Apocalyptics", as adjusted by Jim McPherson, 2009; the setting is Damnation Isle in the Aleutians; the characters depicted are Demon Land (AntaeorThanatos) and Devil Wind (VayuMaelstrom); the cover is a variation of one prepared by Ian Bateson for PHANTACEA Phase One #2 circa 1986; there's more on the Phase One project here whereas the rest of Ian Bateson's artwork for Phase One #2 are here and here.
The War of Apocalyptics
A Mosaic Novel featuring Jim McPherson's PHANTACEA Mythos
Nine months after the Simultaneous Summonings of 1920 ended around Easter of that year, dozens of exceptional individuals were born. These were the Summoning Children. A great many of them became supranormals (‘supras’). So did some of their parents, siblings, eventual children, other relations, friends and acquaintances. It was as if the gods and goddesses, the demons and monsters, of antique mythologies everywhere were attempting to make a comeback.
From the late Thirties until the mid Fifties hundreds of self-aware supras were identified. Remarkably, the world as a whole never did learn of their existence. By December 1955 only 12 remained active. Then there were eleven, ten, one and, finally, none. By Boxing Day the world was effectively free of supranormals.
On November 30, 1980 New Century Enterprises launched the Cosmic Express from Centauri Island, a 3-peaked but otherwise largely man-joined set of once volcanic islets off Maui, in the U.S. state of Hawaii. With its 6 detachable cosmicars, its central hub-vessel and its overall command ship, over 60 individuals were on the Express.
Intercepted by a Kamikaze craft mere seconds after its launch, it never made it to Outer Space. Instead, in what appeared to be a devastating explosion, it was thrust elsewhere. Whereupon it broke apart!
One of the cosmicars crashed on Damnation Isle in the Aleutians. On Christmas Day 1955, the last battle of the Secret War of Supranormals was fought there. Devil Wind, a 3-eyed, blue-skinned, conceivable deity riding a whirlwind conjured from his lower body, came out of the sky to investigate the downed space vehicle.
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The other, mostly earthbound returnees behind him, Wildman Dervish Furie was the first one there. He lifted the smoldering corpse up by its still-glowing topknot. "Doesn't seem to be much left for us lowly types."
"That's twisted, Dervish," the Diver upbraided him. "Even for you that's twisted. Johnny just killed a sentient being. Call us what you will but, Damnation Brigade or no, we don't kill."
The Goliath golem blew apart. Maelstrom smiled in grim satisfaction. Even
though he was perplexed as to where Demon Land acquired his shell if the cosmicar
was as empty as it had seemed to be, his work was done.
Then something completely
unexpected happened. The stones, pebbles, and dust that had been the Thanatoid
coalesced into another being entirely. He caught the unconscious female in his
arms before she could fall any farther.
Evidently in her early twenties and dressed in a sheer satin gown, she was
beautiful by human standards.
Had white skin, two eyes, and remarkably long,
remarkably silver-coloured hair.
Which was what gave her away. Had to be Castella-Day,
Gloriel as Radiant Rider appears on the wraparound cover of pH-4; the top image is a combination of a Fuseli figure and a photo I took in Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica, circa 2003; it's of a woman looking at a distant rainbow; the bottom collage is of a rainbow angel; I took it Playa del Carmen, Mexico, in January 2010; more lynx re Gloriel can be found here;
Cerebrus David Ryne
No, one wasn't standing. His feet weren't on the ground; he was levitating.
It was this one, a hooded man in a monk’s coarse raiment, who spoke. Spoke
straight into his mind.
"Greetings, Vayu Maelstrom, Devil Wind. I am Cerebrus
David Ryne. In honour of both you, devil that you proclaim yourself and devil
that you undeniably are, and where we find ourselves, thanks to you wholly ourselves
again after a quarter century in Limbo, you may call us:
The hooded monk was floating in front of him. He lowered his cowl. The
man was not entirely human either. He had a metal plate instead of hair or scalp
wired into his skull. A cyborg, a cybernetic organism, possibly a Mantel, this
Ryne-son, this latter day Golden Age Horrite as he now realized, was smiling
cherubically, unhealthily proud of himself.
The throwback had learned the secret of both Centauri Island and Sedon's Head.
And he had done it by playing Maelstrom for a fool.
The lower image of Cerebrus is from pH-4, artwork by Ian Bateson, 1979; the double click is Verne Andru's opening drawing for pH-3, 1978; the upper image and some more lynx re Cerebrus are from the Serendipity pages, as per here and here
Wildman Dervish Furie
Dervish Furie was akin to a werewolf: hairy, bearded, with a slight snout and
pointy ears. Action, danger and doing something about it, empowered him. It
also made him very dangerous.
As his codename suggested he was a whirling dervish
who, when he worked himself into a fury, became a virtually unstoppable juggernaut
of barely under control ferocity.
A hybrid creature, he and his gentlemanly
side, Jervis Murray, a black African born to a pair of Godling Guild members
nine months after the Guild-specific Summoning of 1920, were not so much mutually
exclusive as mutually antagonistic.
Murray always went about in the most expensive clothing he could afford. And
the Crimefighters' paymaster, Loxus Abraham Ryne, Cerebrus’s born-with-the-century
father, paid very well indeed. Furie took untoward delight in shredding those
fancy duds every time he burst into motion.
Like the rest of them he was wearing
what he had been when they were thrust into Limbo a quarter century ago. Which
explained why he was dressed in the tatters of a tuxedo, a pair of oxfords,
-- both of which were now minus soles --, and a crumpled top hat.
The Furie-like masks are of fauns; they're built over actual goat skulls; the only place I've ever seen them is Guatemala Antigua, which is where I bought mine; there's link re them here; its double-click features some more masks and bottles along the same lines; the original shot of them is here; the double clicks in this column are of even more faun masks shot in the same place, albeit more than a year later in 2003;
The above image is of Nachi Cocom, a Mayan hero of the Conquest; the painting is by Fernando Castro Pacheco; it hangs upstairs in Merida's Governor's Palace, across the street from the main square or plaza, kitty corner to the cathedral.
The double-click is of a statue I photographed behind Leighton House in London, England a number of years ago now; stacks of lynx re this enduring character can be found starting here;
Old Man Power
Obadiah Melvin Power (or, as they usually referred to him, Old Man
Power, OMP) stepped forward. Power was a near-giant, six foot six and almost
as broad as he was wide.
His horned helmet, with its demonic visage, what he
called his Warmask, was strapped to his waistband such that his great Santa
Claus beard hung down over his chest. For once not braided, his shaggy salt
and pepper hair flowed freely to his shoulder blades.
It was impossible to tell how old he really was and, despite his pinkish skin
colouration, impossible to tell where he came from as well. The first time the
Society of Saints met him was on August the Sixth, 1945. He and his then mate,
Crimson Corona, had just walked out of the A-Bomb blast that levelled Hiroshima
but left them unscathed.
Wasting no time he swung his Homeworld Sceptre full-force into the devil. The
resultant explosion was titanic. Maelstrom was vaporized on the spot.
...," OMP sucked air, "I never hit anyone so hideous-hard. Never dared.
Somehow something just came over me. I willed him daredevil-dead."
other thing about Power was he tended to fay-say: speak in alliterations and
sometimes nonsensical rhymes.
Given, as per here, what happened to Raven's Head on D-Isle in November 1980, I couldn't resist taking this shot in Halifax, Nova Scotia when I was there in late August 2009.
A ravenhead, though probably not D-Brig's Raven's Head, appears on the front cover of the graphic novel; ravendeer are mentioned in Feel Theo, wherein a deviated creature known as Hinny the Hippy (a psychopomp that is part ravendeer and part Pegasus) plays an important role throughout.
Altogether solid now, Maelstrom snapped his neck and head into normal alignment.
"I am Byronic Nucleoid. I am whirlwind.
I am devil. I cannot be killed!"
"Unless you know how." Once again it was Wilderwitch who spoke.
An actual witch, a member of the Antediluvian Sisterhood of Flowery Anthea,
there was nothing Halloween Witchie about her. A master illusionist like most
Antheans, she could appear to be virtually anyone she pleased.
Right now she
pleased to appear as she usually did, an exceedingly attractive gypsy type in
her late twenties with a mass of unkempt dark hair that could have been home
to any number of bugs and bitty beasties.
Indifferent to the climate, she was wearing a fur, belly-baring chemise and
a hide skirt, with moccasins on her feet and a leather pouch strapped by a thong
to her belt.
Ordinarily this lack of clothing would make her even more attractive
to any male lucky enough to be in the vicinity. In quieter times she was, in
fact, Murray’s, though never Furie’s, lover.
Now, though, was not
a quieter time. The whirling devil was decidedly unlucky to be in her vicinity.
She materialized a bow and glowing arrow out of her pouch, her bottomless bag.
"I may be a life-loving Anthean by both nature and nurture. My flowery
sisterhood may have coexisted with your unkind kind since before the Genesea.
But, be assured, I’m as much an Athenan War Witch as I am an Ant. I can
Wilderwitch and OMP appear in the background on the front cover of pH-5
The Untouchable Diver
Yehudi Cohen, to use his given name, was one of five Summoning Children in
their number; that is to say, like the wildman, Blind Sundown and the Elemental
Twins, he was one of those born some nine months after the Summoning of 1920
ended on that year’s Easter Sunday.
He had been with KOC, the King's Own
Crimefighters, -- which is what most of them were calling themselves prior to
Cerebrus arbitrarily deciding to change their name to the Damnation Brigade
about five minutes ago --, and its predecessor group, SOS, the Society of Saints,
on and off since shortly after supranormals, or supras, as they commonly thought
of themselves, first became active during an Alliance of Man’s Assembly
of Man in Rome, Italy, back in January 1938.
He was codenamed the Untouchable Diver not just because its initials sounded
like Yehudi. It was also because that was what he could do: alter his bodily
constituents such that he could become untouchable and dive into the earth as
easily as he could water. Whereupon he could soil-swim as easily as he could
dot-ditto. Could also become supra-dense and similarly alter the constituency
of anyone with whom he was in direct contact.
From head to toe, except for scarlet goggles and the tar he smeared on his
bared facial skin and arms, he wore a wetsuit. Story was if he ever removed
it he would atomize on the spot. It was just a story, though. After his encounter
with a boulder of Brainrock beneath Hamburg Harbour soon after he returned from
Rome, still a Norman Normalman as far as he knew, he had never found a way to
Concludes "The 1000 Days of Disbelief", Book Two in the Thrice-Cursed Godly Glories trilogy; doubles as the prequel to the Launch 1980 story cycle; also available in a variety of e-book formats; dedicated website is here
The for sure second, full length entry in the Launch 1980 story cycle, cover art by Ian Bateson; recounts, in four parts, the actual launch of the Cosmic Express and the immediate ramifications of its apparent destruction particularly on its launch site, the Outer Earth's Centauri Island; dedicated webpage is here
The climactic, full length entry in the Launch 1980 story cycle, cover art by Ricardo Sandoval; the Dual Entities have been back in their own timeline for a few years now; they're trying to change things for the better; how often does that work out; dedicated webpage is here
There may be no cure for aphantasia (defined as 'having a blind or absent mind's eye') but there certainly is for aphantacea ('a'='without', like the 'an' in 'anheroic')
Interactive PDFs of some of the Phantacea Mythos books and graphic novels released by Phantacea Publications are available for downloading from One Book Shelf and its frontline ordering sites: Drive Through Fiction and Drive Through Comics