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My West by Southwest Book Tour: The Film

Posted by on Oct 22, 2014 in Books by Ed Lin, Celebrities, Ed, Featured, Ghosts, Readings, Taiwan, Writing | 6 comments

My West by Southwest Book Tour: The Film

Me and Barry Freaking Gifford! This what I did for the readings for Ghost Month. I flew out to the Bay Area and then took Greyhound buses to Los Angeles, Phoenix, Houston and New Orleans–and I lived to tell the tale and show it, too. Check it...

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New Book Plus Book Tour

Posted by on Jul 15, 2014 in Asia, Books by Ed Lin, Ed, Featured, Ghosts, Taiwan | 0 comments

New Book Plus Book Tour

Word has been out about Ghost Month for a while, but here I am lagging the prepub reviewers. Well, shucks, this Taipei-based mystery is my best-reviewed book yet, garnering stars from both Publishers Weekly and Library Journal! Check out the trailer I made here: I can’t describe the book any better than PW: “For a guy who scoffs at the ghosts revered by so many of his fellow Taiwanese, droll everyman Jing-nan, a night-market food stall manager, ironically finds himself spending...

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Santa Cruz, not Santa Claus!

Posted by on Dec 18, 2010 in Asian American, Ed, Ghosts, Writing | 0 comments

Santa Cruz, not Santa Claus!

Amberly Young is so awesome! (Did you draw a heart because you love me?) Santa Cruz is a beautiful place and University of California, Santa Cruz, has the best-looking campus I’ve ever seen.  It seems hidden within a forest of giant redwoods.  A guy who took me around campus told me that new students often become lost on the trails that connect the campuses. I was intrigued by the Mima Mounds — Kyle, you rock for bringing me on the long and perilous hike (we had to climb a...

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A Ghost Story

Posted by on Jun 10, 2007 in Ed, Ghosts | 2 comments

After the sleazy hotel in Jersey, after moving to the middle of nowhere in Pennsylvania the summer before my senior year in high school (thanks, mom and dad), after a senior year in a redneck high school in which I spent every other day in the principal’s office, there was the haunted farmhouse. It was the summer before I was leaving for college (and in my mind, never fucking coming back). My parents found an old farmhouse on a large plot of land (including half a mountain). It was...

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