Cover Reveal for Steve Simpson’s The Purpose of Reality: Lunar & Solar

Meerkat Press is pleased to reveal the covers to Steve Simpson’s The Purpose of Reality: Lunar and The Purpose of Reality: Solar. Solar is a collection of short stories, and Lunar is a collection of poetry, with both books including Steve’s unique artworks, which are also used on the covers. We can’t wait for this pair to enter the world in 2022.


The Purpose of Reality (Solar)

A story collection. Here is a selection of the beings within:

Timid sparrow Wilda was mined for the almadoreine in her brain by the friendly Onsarians, aliens who brought so many benefits to São Paulo. “Almadoreine serves no purpose,” the mayor said. But Mekô, the jaguar god, had set her dreams on fire, and now her nails needed trimming, quite often.

At Claire’s school, the walls were cardboard, and her chain-smoking math teacher never allowed numbers to be mentioned. He used a drawing of a press to flatten slices of air into tissue paper for kites, and he was Claire’s favorite, because all the other teachers were ghosts. One day, with a little pasta and a little mambo, everything changed.

The negentropy wars didn’t end the world, there were survivors, and in Santarém, the gringo electrician needed medicine to save his daughter’s life. To get it, he had to cross the Amazon River, where the Negentropy Horizon divided Brazil. The locals believed you could look across the river and see directly into hell. The electrician wasn’t superstitious, but he decided netting was a good idea, to keep the insects off.

Aldona worked in the Damasco Auto scrapyard, and when the electromagnet on the crane burned out and dropped the blue Passat, no-one saw the electric-winged shape that had been trapped by the magnet. After all, there was nothing to be concerned about: the alien space fleet had been driven away by the earth’s nuclear defenses.


The Purpose of Reality (Lunar)

A poetry collection. Here is a selection of the beings within:

The detective, who carelessly morphs into birds and insects, and cannot choose between brooding and moping, until a stylish greyscale client with retrolescent highlights appears.

The Kraken, who takes the opportunity to do some shopping when a container ship is lost at sea.

Proteus, Homo Sapiens Beta, who discovered fire and put it out, who created a rudimentary encyclopedia that he pedaled across Gondwanaland on weekends.

Millie, the intrepid librarian, unperturbed by the Dark Solarian or the fearsome kilowasp, who insists that her underlings pay for bibliotactical losses.

The adorable Deija Thoris, Martian Princess of Glass, whose fans line the streets waving Windex spray. Wollongong will never be the same, because her armies have razed it to the ground. “No-one will miss it,” she reassured an infatuated follower.