Whiskey Tit attempts to restore degradation and degeneracy to the literary arts. We are unwilling to sacrifice intellectual rigour, unrelenting playfulness, and visual beauty, often leading to texts that would otherwise be abandoned in a homogenised literary landscape. In a world gone mad, our refusal to make this sacrifice is an act of civil service and civil disobedience alike, and our work reflects this. We welcome like-minded readers and writers.
Let me elaborate…
I came to publishing in a peculiar way, reading a book serialized straight from the author in email, Jon Frankel’s The Man Who Can’t Die. The gist is, and continues to be, me being absolutely floored by a book, only to discover it won’t get picked up by traditional publishers. This is usually because the works don’t fit neatly into genre/length/media packages. We proudly publish books that are too long or too short, books in which the authors insist upon no back cover blurbs, books whose best genre descriptions might be “comedy of terror,” “memnoir,” “randy seafaring misadventure,” or “low-tech noir.”
We want to hear from you, honestly. If you have a wonderful book in need of a literary wet nurse, please contact us via our website.
Whiskey Tit welcomes submissions of varying length and types, with the understanding that we are a very small team with a wayward focus. We prefer experimental, sui generis, impossible to categorize texts. While our current catalog comprises fiction and memoir, we have art books and poetry in the pipeline and welcome submissions of any medium in line with our mission.
Please review our catalogue and let us know if you think we’re a good fit.
We can not return submissions unless we arrange it with you beforehand.
Our window for submission is open year-round, though we spend January reading things that are not submissions.
Send us your best, via Submittable.
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