BUCKET O’ GUTS has closed the doors, friends. Thanks for helping me give this publishing thing a go. All outstanding orders will be filled.

Or, home of the UNGENRE.

If you can figure out exactly what the hell that means (’cause we don’t have a clue) and put it in words, then you get what BOG Press is all about.

We want fiction that cannot be classified or pigeonholed. The only contingency is your story must leave us all scratching our heads.  Make us say “WTF?”  But force us to read it again. Plant an earworm that gnaws away at our grey matter and leaves behind a plaque of damn good storytelling. Give us a hybrid of David Cronenberg, CM3 and Andrew Zimmern.