My new novel, Memorabilia, came out yesterday, y’all!

I couldn’t be more excited to share this book with the world.

We had a party at Flywheel Brewing to celebrate its release with live music from GEMMA and The Coomers with delicious eats whipped up by Momma Coomer. It was a hell of a night. There was even a strawberry cake. 

Big thanks to Andrew Wilt and the rest of the good folks at 11:11 Press for believing in this book. A lot of hard work went into Memorabilia and I can’t thank them enough.

If you’re looking for a signed copy of Memorabilia you buy one directly from me. 11:11 Press did a limited print run of 100 hand-numbered and signed books. Gets yours here.

1 Limited-Edition Signed Copy of Memorabilia by A.S. Coomer

This print run was limited to 100 hand-numbered and signed paperback editions of Memorabilia by A.S. Coomer.

$20.00

You can also purchase Memorabilia from Amazon, Barnes & Nobel, Wal-Mart, and from 11:11 Press’ webstore.

Memorabilia is about hope and hopelessness. It’s about finding and being found. Memorabilia is about creating art in the face of the Big Nothing. It’s about self-discovery and the magic of writing.

Specifically, Memorabilia is about a man falling apart. Stephen Paul works for a university in Toledo, Ohio. His best friend and colleague commits suicide at the beginnings of what seems to be a burgeoning literary career. Stephen Paul finds his friend’s suicide note, written in blue ink, and keeps it to himself. He is distraught by the university’s cool acceptance of the young writer’s death and thus begins the process of decay, of filing away, of memorabilia.

This book cost me a fortune in patience to write. Over the course of its creation I developed a mantra I still use: Patience is a practice that takes practice. I’ve said it a hundred times if I’ve said it once. Patience is a practice that takes practice. This book tried my patience, bucking and refusing to fit into the molds of a traditionally told story. I eventually had to give in and let the book become the book it was destined to be. It didn’t fit in any of the molds I could find and the prose got kind of wild. You’ll see it if you read it: it’s unlike any book out there.

All the best,

A.S. Coomer

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