To add to the wealth of deserved rave positivity that will be amassed here:
Frantic Planet Volume 1 is a wonderful collection of short stories for the modern reader; full of references to contemporary celebrity and culture, they are abrasive, irreverent and fantastic fun.
Firstly, the cover belies the true quality of Millard's writing; it doesn't seem to hint at what's to come. Having said that, I'm not sure what would prepare any reader for the cornucopia of fresh, innovative plots largely set against the background of run-away imagined, small-town worlds, full of jaded souls prone to the most outlandish twists and turns. Packets of flash-fiction pepper your senses with kaleidoscopic fantasy, while longer, usually first-person, narratives scratch at, and draw out your nerves to sinewy shreds.
If this book is self-published because it failed to find a publisher then shame on the industry for such oversight. Being self-published, there are some forgivable, infrequent typos, that don't ruin the book's flow, nor detract at all from Milliard's laugh-out-loud mind-bombs he sprays with liberal gusto: "...would make the efforts of Moses look like an old man trumping into a bathtub" is one such smile-simile.
Buy it. Be warned, but buy it.
Now, I'm going straight on to Frantic Planet Volume 2, with alacrity.
[Please bear in mind that as a self-published book, the only way an author can be financially rewarded for their efforts, is if you buy it direct from Amazon / Lulu, rather than via one of the alternative Buying Choices].