Bryan Camp
@bryancamp.bsky.social
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(he/him) Author of THE CITY OF LOST FORTUNES. Teacher, spouse, New Orleanian, Critter, and Probably Running Late For Something. Clarion West '12.
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Hi folks! I'm the author of the Crescent City novels (no, the other ones) and some other stuff I'm cooking up now. I'm a teacher in New Orleans, D&D nerd, spouse to a math unicorn, and haven for wayward cats. Tyrants large and small can fuck off into the sun.
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My guy in front of class all sheepishly like, "Now, I don't want to go so far as to call myself a Ruskin SCHOLAR..." and there's me way in the back inventing the Peele_Sweating_Profusely.gif meme about ten years early.
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Grad school. Victorian Lit. Chose my term paper subject, John Ruskin, on a whim. Did no research, because who's heard of Ruskin? End of semester, prof tells us he'll miss a couple classes because he'll be in England. Viewing ORIGINAL RUSKIN MANUSCRIPTS.

2 days later I dropped an A- paper on him.
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Editors hit novels when you've already made the shopping list, gone to the store, price checked, bought, bagged, and brought the groceries home, and are trying to get from car to kitchen in one trip.

Some just hold the door open.

Good editors grab a couple of bags and help rearrange the fridge.
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Do you like books? Do you like scrappy underdogs? Do you want to be part of a positive publishing story?

Well do I have some good news for you:
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If someone made an actual, physical robot that stole actual, physical art, they would be a supervillain and, frankly, a sympathetic one.

Maybe I'm just into analog stuff these days? But I'll take Dr. Guggenheist's mad science thievery over AI slop any day.
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Ah, that's the ol' "DuBistGestorbenWerdeGut".
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Learning about polo: Oh wow horses that’s awesome.

Learning about water polo, fully expecting dolphins: oh
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I am of the opinion that every TTRPG table needs someone who is willing to push the button, whatever the button might be.

Often, that person pushes it while going "nyeh-heh-heh."

But I'm a big fan of the golden retriever's "well gosh, okay!" version.
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Himbo +2 is *chef kiss*
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Looking for an excerpt from the thing currently trapped in publishing's Phantom Zone to read at an event next month, discover instead that the protagonist of my current can't-get-past-the-opening thing is just one of the PoV characters from the Phantom Zone novel with a new name.

Delightful.
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You'd think in these hear 2025s we'd have a way to click "fuck, damn, ugh" as a way of showing compassionate support when the words don't really cut it...but instead here's the same little heart I click when your cat's stoned.

A SCAM INDEED.
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Just at me next time, damn.
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we need a word for a type of person who spends all their time working to live in a city so they can be near cool things, but they don't actually like going out
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Excited to be joining the Words and Music Festival this year:

"Suspend All Disbelief: Magical Realism and Speculative Fiction"

www.eventbrite.com/e/suspend-al...

With amazing authors @literarydesiree.bsky.social @bryancamp.bsky.social & @deecherrywriter.bsky.social

2 pm, Nov 21
Poster for the Words and Music Festival 2025 pane (see info in post) showing photos of the 4 authors: Marguerite Sheffer, Danny Cherry Jr, Bryan Camp, and Desiree S. Evans.
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Y’all come through next month at the NOLA Words and Music Festival, and watch me, Bryan Camp, Desiree S. Evans, and Marguerite Sheffer discuss magical realism and speculative fiction!

The panel will take place on 11/21/25 @ 2 PM!

We hope to see you there :)
WORDS & MUSIC
PRESENTS
Suspend All Disbelief:
Magical Realism and
Speculative Fiction
November 21
2:00pm
Andre Cailloux Center for Performing Arts and Cultural Justice

Pictures to the right of:

Bryan Camp
Danny Cherry Jr
Desiree S Evan
Marguerite Sheffer
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My current novel is somewhere between A House of Leaves (novel) and House (1985 film) and The Blue Prince (videogame).

So "Our House" by Crosby, Stills, and Nash would suit the film version juuuuuust right.
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We're Dong Phuong hipsters. We were about that cream cheese frosting life before it was popular.
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Ha! I teach teenagers.

I am perfectly happy not knowing anything about their slang.
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Tabasco/Crystal is one of those local "we cool or do we beef" questions, like "best king cake" or "cajun or creole jambalaya"?

In our house we actually use both (Crystal's got a bit more vinegary of a flavor that suits some dishes) but my spouse is in most cases a tabasco stan, and I'm a wife-guy.
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No. What. No. Absolutely not. This just gave me whatever the opposite of a foot fetish is.
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Thinking fondly of my counter at home with the tabasco and Atchafalaya honey sitting side-by-side.
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Yeah, like, the existential dread of one's 40s, the rise of fascism, clinging the perch limb of my publishing career, anthropogenic climate change.

None of this is going away if I give up coffee or any of the other "anxiety" triggers. I'll cut back on all that other stuff first, thanks.
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I was like, "Fucking *chickpeas* cause anxiety now? I don't care, I'm not giving up hummus."
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She vowed to have and to hold, to love and to cherish.

...she ain't promised shit about sick burns.
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As a follow-up to this, my dear spouse has never read my 2nd book. She refuses, due to a plot point she saw on my office whiteboard.

When I told her this pirated-one-but-not-two situation, she pursed her lips, made a thoughtful little, Hm, and said, "I think we both know why."

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That's the ultimate conclusion of all this, isn't it? Query letters with desperate, flop-sweat-scented ink. A thick odor of smug satisfaction from the bestseller endcaps, made all the piquant by that slender undertone of imposter syndrome. Royalty checks that stink of penury.