My Lovely Readers, Spark the Spanish Translation and a Book for Charity

Massive thanks to everyone who reached out to me after last month’s episode. Too many of you to name, but the love I received got me through a tough time of drug-induced dissociation. I’m still struggling somewhat, but I’m determined to come out fighting. I haven’t touched anything but kratom for weeks now but my serotonin levels are still in the minus. I’ll give it a few months before I give that breakdown some context as right now it’s still an open wound. Instead I’ll give some positive updates on things going on at Dreyfus HQ.

Finally, after much demand, Spark the Spanish translation is almost ready. I literally just have to push the ‘publish now’ button. I’m just waiting on some information and then I’m going to launch it at the Spanish speaking world. The Hispanic people have a long history of revolutionary struggle and Spain has been one of the biggest victims of austerity so I think if anyone will appreciate it then they will. Massive thanks to my friend Kostas for his assistance with this project.

I’ve also been involved in another project with around 20 authors and poets. It’s an anthology which is going to be released for charity. It’s currently in the final stages and it includes a new short story by yours truly. This will be released very soon and we’re going to make quite some noise about it.

I am pumping the rest of my energy into two books simultaneously; Hooked (which I wrote a little about last month) and a story with the working title Neilism. Neilism has just hit the 10,000 words barrier and it’s developing nicely. It’s about a drug addict going through withdrawal. He’s trying to reconnect with humanity but in doing so he just becomes lonelier until, that is, the opportunity to escape this hostile wasteland presents itself. It’s more philosophically grounded than my other stories (my attempt at updating the existential novel), but you’ll recognise it as distinctly Dreyfus.

That’s all for now.

I’ll be back with more news sooner than you think.

Be kind to yourself.



Where I’ve Been

Dear friends; dear family;

I want to explain my absence.

I had intended to get active again this year but something triggered me at the end of January and I went into a downward spiral of drug abuse: opiates, psychedelics, dissociatives… anything to get me as far away from here as possible. I knew things were getting bad when I was smoking opium and DMT together while high on MDMA every weekend. Meanwhile my week days were spent taking opiates such as Subutex and tramadol just to be able to face formal social settings. I was fast losing my sense of self but there was no way out.

Fortunately I managed to get hold of two kilos of kratom at the beginning of last week, just as I was beginning to think that heroin was the answer. I’m currently nursing some pretty raw wounds, trying to get back to remembering who I am. Maybe getting involved on here will help with that.

On the plus side I’ve been writing my first non-fiction book Hooked; An Exploration of Psychoactive Experiences. It documents the ups and downs of taking psychoactive substances with a focus on the intricacies of the experiences themselves. It will include lots of raw biographical accounts, including my own struggle with addiction. It’s at the 35,000 words mark and counting.

That’s all for now.

Keep spiralling.


A Dreyfus Christmas Message

We talk about finding intelligent life on other planets but some of us are still searching for it here on Earth. If we were to be aliens observing this little blue dot from afar then this year we would’ve witnessed a species tearing itself apart. Meanwhile the real intelligent species of this world—those which hitherto have survived for many thousands of years—are now struggling to make it through another decade. It breaks my heart to see such a beautiful potential going to waste. A portrait of Mother Earth going up in flames.

Yet in my heart of hearts I know that this analysis isn’t the true picture. For one thing human beings are extremely intelligent; rather it is the system which we endure that is observably foolish. Like animals in a harsh environment, we are forced to adapt to it or our individual struggle is over. Such is our nature that many of us accept without question that such a struggle is perfectly necessary, that such inequality and the misery it brings is just an unfortunate by-product of liberal democracy. But many more of us can see the system for what it really is.

These times are critical. In order for our species to reach its potential we have to reject the obscene notion that inequality is perfectly normal, that the future belongs to them, that this is all there is to the human experience. We have to reject the endgame of neoliberalism, shatter the foundations of what Sheldon Wolin aptly referred to as inverted totalitarianism. But more than reject, we also have to create alternatives which allow us to tune into the ever present frequency that allows compassion for all creatures to flourish.

As 2017 fades into a distant but terrifying nightmare, let’s make 2018 a new day.

Everything else won’t save us now.


As One Giveaway Ends, Another One Begins…

Dear World,

As the Scumbag giveaway comes to an end, another one for Spark begins. Good luck to everyone who enters either and thanks for the continued support. If you don’t win and want a digital copy then get in touch and I’ll hook it up. I’ll also chuck in some extra presents because I have that Christmas spirit going on.

It’s almost the end of a particularly gruelling year. I’ll be back with one final blog once the Spark giveaway is over, putting the world to rights and outlining what’s in store for 2018. It’s going to be a hoot.

Meanwhile spend some time with the homeless this winter and I promise to do the same.



Prezident Scumbag! Places 25th in’s Best Indie Book of 2015!

Hello World.

I’m over the moon to announce that Prezident Scumbag!—my anti-Trump novella with a stinking bad attitude problem—placed 25th in the Best Indie Books of 2015 competition ran by those kind folks over at Thus far it’s the only political satire that’s placed and I would hazard a guess that it will continue to be until the full list is released.

I’d like to express a massive thanks to whoever nominated this book in this first instance as well as all those people who voted for it. It’s always lovely when somebody slows down in this messy, fast-paced digital landscape to care about what you do. I can stop panicking that the entire world has been side-tracked by the current crop of unmemorable bestsellers.

It just and so happens that the Goodreads giveaway for Scumbag! goes underway tomorrow so make sure you enter the competition and spread the word. If you despise Trump then the paperback is worth owning just for the front cover.

Meanwhile let’s all raise a toast to free expression.



Prezident Scumbag! the Paperback is now out plus Sick Bastard release their Xmas No.1!

“Dreyfus writes with the darkly absurd humour of a thirsty and somewhat paranoid Jonathan Swift.”

– PopMatters

Finally, after much parping around, celebrated rebel author Rupert Dreyfus has released the first instalment of his anti-Trump series of novellas in paperback form. After Spark reached the top 10 spot on Amazon and The Rebel’s Sketchbook was named as the top read of 2015 by The Morning Star, Prezident Scumbag! is set to become his most memorable work to date.

Here’s the lowdown

“While kicking about their squat, a community of crust punks from the north of England learn all about the newly elected President of the World. Turns out this president happens to be their worst nightmare in a shirt and tie. He is, in their words, a corporate swine who promises to make things do stuff tomorrow. Nobody has a fucking clue what he’s talking about.

The punks soon figure that the only sensible response to the madness happening all across the world is to fly the band over to America and put on the protest show to end all protest shows. But shortly after landing in Los Angeles, the band quickly find themselves in trouble with just about everyone…

American presidential nightmares, Tory filth, post-truth nonsense, alt-right gobshites; Prezident Scumbag! takes a pop at all of these and more in the crustiest, filthiest, angriest narrative ever to come out of somebody’s imagination. At a time when culture is begging for a reawakening of anti-establishment sentiments, Rupert Dreyfus continues to fill that void by taking his two middle fingers and ramming them down the collective throat of the mainstream.”

“If his work doesn’t make you think, I suggest getting your doctor to prescribe a course of fluoride tablets, subscribe to the Daily Mirror and vote in this year’s X Factor.”

  The Canary

If you are in the UK then you can purchase the paperback here If you are in America then you can purchase it here. It’s also available everywhere else through Amazon.

You can read a full review by The Canary here.

While on tour, Sick Bastard have also released a Xmas No. 1 to coincide with this release. You can hear the demo here:


Rupert has also opened a merch page on RedBubble; a healthy portion of the profits made will go to the Trussell Trust as well as funding for future projects. Check out the store here.

“No-one at the moment is doing more to break down the artificial divisions in writing – between the arts, literature, social sciences; realism, surrealism, social and political satire, commentary, alternative narratives and dissidence – than Rupert.”

– Politics and Insights

Goodreads giveaways are scheduled for very soon; for this book and his others, including the first ever giveaway for Spark.

As always; many thanks for all of the support over the last three years. It’s been a hoot! There will be more mischief in 2018…

One love.



Fake Interviews: Edgar Allan Poe

Shout out to Gnome Appreciation Society for the most interesting interview I’ve had! It was fun holding a seance and having Edgar Allan Poe take over me for the duration of this interview…

Gnome Appreciation Society


For this interview may I welcome the master of the macabre Mr Edgar Poe. Born in 1809 and considered a bit of a rock star in the short story world….and according to Wikipedia the possible inventor of detective stories.  I’m gonna try and ignore all that shit and get to the bottom of what makes him tick.

Hello there, how’s it hanging mate?  What do you like to be called?

I am willing to confess that most days, it, my old serpent, hangs with a distinct slope to the left. Yet tonight I am utterly aghast to find it with a curious sloping to the right. It’s a modest size, perhaps five inches when in slumber, but it can become an altogether different beast when presented with big bosoms, for I am no stranger to the stormy libido which blights the lives of all creatures!

As for the second enquiry:…

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