First, a short announcement: I received word today that work has officially begun on the cover art for my novel. Exciting news to be sure. Other than that very general news, I’m keeping the other information (like *who* is doing the artwork) close to my chest. And now back to your regularly scheduled program. It’s
Like many others, I went into this movie expecting something of a B-horror screamer. Instead, what I found was a comedic, theatrical play (with sets, lighting, and all) about love. Yes, there are demons. And the demons do have their moments of creepiness (I wouldn’t necessarily say any of it is scary though). Mostly they’re
I woke up this morning with an itchy ear. I shoved my pinky into the hole and worked it around, trying to relieve the tickling sensation, but it proved just out of reach. To the bathroom mirror I went, moving my jaw around as if trying to make my ears pop after a long flight.
Someone pointed out to me that I have been–quite unintentionally–posting every day of October so far. You might say, “Big deal, it has only been five days,” to which I might respond, “Shut up!” and stomp off to my sad chair. I’m not going to promise I will post every single day of October (like
A quick post today to point you in the the direction of my guest post on Benjamin Kane Ethridge’s blog. If his name sounds familiar, it’s because I reviewed his first novel–which is now a Stoker winning novel–last year. In other words, if you haven’t read it…you know. So head on over to read my
Did I mention I love October? We’re two days in now, and I’m already dreading the speed with which time will pass me by. The leaves outside my window are still too green, but the chilled air is all autumn. Horror movies and pumpkin-flavored treats are all I can think about. Last October, something incredibly
I woke up this morning, and my mind sang. My body vibrated. I didn’t remember what glorious day it was, but I knew nonetheless. The air smells different: the sweet decay of leaves and chilled earth. My heart has swollen like a ripe pumpkin, and I am more than ready to inhale deeply of October.
Sometimes I think the thing to do is open a cookie store. I don’t have any formal business or culinary training, but somehow I don’t think it matters. It’d be like a doughnut shop, only with cookies. I’d have a dozen different kinds that are made each day, with a few seasonal ones that change.
Good friends and readers, Issue #10 of Space Squid is now available for free download. Within the fine pages of what they’re calling “The Bizarro Issue,” you’ll find my humble flash piece “Morning Espresso at the Church of Me.” With all the new specialty coffee on the market–cafe latte mochachino what?–it’s only a matter of
I watch a lot of horror movies. Smoosh that together with my hatred for long-winded reviews that explain the plot for five paragraphs before getting to the meat and potatoes of the review. What do you have? The bite-sized horror movie review, wherein I spend no more than a paragraph telling you if a movie
