Who are the Enigmatic Polygeneration? They were christened by Tom Bradley in chapter four of Put It Down in a Book, as follows: Digital connectivity has rendered physical locality irrelevant and made polyversality the new thing . . . Once space has been erased by the miracle of email, so has time, in terms of its effects on the human frame . . . In a creation where particles can spookily act upon each other at a distance of quadrillions of light years, the Seven Ages of Man are as days in the week, and a generation can span an open-ended number of decades . . . I'll invent a name that's doubly apt, as these writers produce electricity as well as useful heat.

In the middle of the Adriatic Sea during Neronic times, in Hiroshima Cathedral's demon-infested basement, in the royal elephant stables of a Hindustani town three millennia ago, in a Tokyo AIDS hospice disguised as a derelict kindergarten, on a yacht anchored off a South China leper isolation colony, and on top of a skull-shaped and -textured geothermal formation in the prune-colored midnight. Celebrated author Tom Bradley's latest short story collection Hemorrhaging Slave of an Obese Eunuch will take you to all of these places.

Bless me, curse me. For better or worse, my fallopian fall into matter. . . After making careful preparations to ensure himself a proper reincarnation, the dying ALEISTER CROWLEY flubs one syllable of the magickal incantation . . . and comes back as ELMER FUDD.

BLACK AND WHITE ILLUSTRATED EDITION "Family Romance is the latest novel by Tom Bradley, notorious hermit of Kitakyushu, Japan. It's a monstrosity of the imagination as if a Burroughs virus hijacked the machinery of Finnigan's Wake and replicated itself as a litera-teratus. Illustrator Nick Patterson joins Bradley in the procedure with ninety disturbing images of Bosch-like detail you don't want to see on the way home from your local head shop." - John Ivan-Palmer, Exquisite Corpse "Tom Bradley is one of the most exasperating, offensive, pleasurable, and brilliant writers I know. I recommend his work to anyone with spiritual fortitude and a taste for something so strange that it might well be genius." -Denis Dutton, Arts & Letters Daily "Tom Bradley is one of the most exasperating, offensive, pleasurable, and brilliant writers I know. I recommend his work to anyone with spiritual fortitude and a taste for something so strange that it might well be genius." -Denis Dutton, Arts & Letters Daily "I tell you that Dr. Bradley has devoted his existence to writing because he intends for every center of consciousness, everywhere, in all planes and conditions (not just terrestrial female Homo sapiens in breeding prime), to love him forever, starting as soon as possible, though he's prepared to wait thousands of centuries after he's dead." -Cye Johan, Exquisite Corpse Journal "The contemporaries of Michelangelo found it useful to employ the term 'terribilita' to characterize some of the expressions of his genius, and I will quote it here to sum up the shocking impact of this work as a whole. I read it in a state of fascination, admiration, awe, anxiety, and outrage." -R.V. Cassill, editor of The Norton Anthology of Fiction

FULL COLOR EDITION, with 90 artworks by Nick Patterson. "It might well be genius."* Strap on your leather harness and climb aboard This is one wild, mad ride of a novel you won't find in any theme park within our universe. Family Romance merges two extraordinary talents into a single chimera of horror, comedy, raunch and lyricism. The inimitable Bizarro fiction writer, Tom Bradley, penned a story based on the fantastic Deviant art of Nick Patterson. The result is a surreal novel with art so evocative, you may find it oozing into your dreams. Or your nightmares. "The contemporaries of Michelangelo found it useful to employ the term "terribilita" to characterize some of the expressions of his genius, and I will quote it here to sum up the shocking impact of this work as a whole. I read it in a state of fascination, admiration, awe, anxiety, and outrage." - R.V. Cassill, editor of The Norton Anthology of Fiction "Tom Bradley is one of the most exasperating, offensive, pleasurable, and brilliant writers I know. I recommend his work to anyone with spiritual fortitude and a taste for something so strange that it might well be genius." - *Denis Dutton, Arts & Letters Daily "I tell you that Dr. Bradley has devoted his existence to writing because he intends for every center of consciousness, everywhere, in all planes and conditions (not just terrestrial female Homo sapiens in breeding prime), to love him forever, starting as soon as possible, though he's prepared to wait thousands of centuries after he's dead." - Cye Johan, Exquisite Corpse

Here are three screenplays collected in print for the first time, from the prolific bizarro genius Tom Bradley. Each screenplay is adapted from a novel of the same name. LEMUR - damnation and salvation in the food services industry. VITAL FLUID - rival hypnotists stage a bizarre series of showdowns. BOMB BABY - a manhunt through Hiroshima's lightless crannies. ' . . . brilliant, evocative writing. Bizarre imagination set free. An enviable skill.' -Consuelo Boland

The bomb baby was in Hiroshima, in utero, at the moment of the glamorous detonation. As a result of prenatal exposure to gamma rays, he is tiny and mentally deficient, but his physical vigor is unimpaired. Living on a makeshift raft on the river that runs through town, he only comes ashore to disrupt high-tone weddings at Hiroshima Cathedral. It's a hobby for him. He disappears soon after spoiling a Yakuza wedding. This doesn't sit well with the leading lights of the expatriate community, who've adopted the bomb baby as a mascot. They dispatch Sam Edwine, a reluctant and inefficient American slob, to search "Boom Town's" sordid and musty places, of which there is a wide assortment...

Tom Bradley received his novelist's calling at the age of nineteen. He climbed into the moonlit mountains around his hometown, where he got an unambiguous vocation with physical symptoms and everything, just like Martin Luther in the electric storm. He doesn't recall being on acid at the time. He buzzed permanently off from America in 1985, moved to Red China, and has lurked around the left rim of the Pacific ever since, in a successful search for sinecures that steal virtually no time and absolutely no mental energy from his writing. Further curiosity can be indulged at tombradley.org
synopsis
Visit a relocation center for spastics, mental defectives and political derelicts in the jungle outside Foo-Chow. Help prepare Japan's Crown Princess for "bridal breach" in the Togu Palace. Watch youngsters being exposed to elemental mercury in a Soviet kindergarten. Poke around for uncollapsed blood vessels with a junkie tart during High Mass in China's underground church. Learn how to make a movie from absolute scratch using only stuff you can find in the back yard.
Reviews
...a writer with a gloriously skewed and multitudinous vision...
--Darran Anderson, "3: AM Magazine"
Tom Bradley is the libertine that Camille Paglia tries to portray herself as, in order to keep her Jocasta fantasies at bay.
--Jonathan Penton, "When Spencer met Hannibal: Recreational Cannibalism in the New American Century"
It takes a twisted sense of humor to appreciate this lunatic scholar, degenerate Harold Bloom, and biblical madman.
--John-Ivan Palmer, "nthposition Magazine"
Tom Bradley is one of the most exasperating, offensive, pleasurable, and brilliant writers I know. I recommend his work to anyone with spiritual fortitude and a taste for something so strange that it might well be genius.
--Denis Dutton, editor of" Arts & Letters Daily"
The contemporaries of Michelangelo found it useful to employ the term "terribilita" to characterize some of the expressions of his genius, and I will quote it here to sum up the shocking impact of this work as a whole. I read it in a state of fascination, admiration, awe, anxiety, and outrage.
--R.V. Cassill, editor of "The Norton Anthology of Fiction"
I tell you that Dr. Bradley has devoted his existence to writing because he intends for every center of consciousness, everywhere, in all planes and conditions (not just terrestrial female Homo sapiens in breeding prime), to love him forever, starting as soon as possible, though he's prepared to wait thousands of centuries after he's dead.
--Cye Johan, "Critical Appendix, Fission Among the Fanatics"