It was a dark and stormy night. The rain pelted the windows. The wind howled. Suddenly, an evil laugh pierced the silence, and the wicked one emerged from the shadows. And that’s the story of my birth. Okay, so it wasn’t stormy. And there was no wicked laughter. There was a full Blood Moon, though.Continue reading “Origin story…”
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Burning bright…
Today is going to be a good day. It’s cool and rainy outside. I have delicious coffee and a snuggly dog in the bed with me. The 1818 version of Frankenstein awaits me in my Kindle. I couldn’t ask for a better start to my Saturday. If you follow this blog (and if you don’t,Continue reading “Burning bright…”
Crawling from the grave…
My apologies for the absence of late, my lovelies. My cemetery was tainted with a bout of plague. Not to worry, all seems on the up and up now. Still not fully recovered, but slowly crawling from the grave, so to speak. You may ask, am I still working on the new book of darkContinue reading “Crawling from the grave…”
Doing the damn thing…
When I say I am working on the new book, I mean it. Today, I offer proof! I wrote something new, and I am going to share this one with all of you now. I know, I know. I can’t share every poem, or there will be no reason to make the new book atContinue reading “Doing the damn thing…”
An oldie, but a goodie…
I find myself sitting here in bed, coffee in one hand, powdered donut in the other (because I’m a goddamn adult and I can do what I want), and although I feel so many things worth saying…I have nothing to write. It’s not writer’s block; I just feel like being a lazy shit today. So,Continue reading “An oldie, but a goodie…”
Putting the “self” in self-published…
Just a heads up, this post is going to be a rant. Either grab your coffee and strap in, or go find something more amusing over on twatter or the clock app or whatever. I need to vent. Thanks in advance. So…first off, I only joined Snapchat a few days ago, and I have alreadyContinue reading “Putting the “self” in self-published…”
From the hottest level of Hell…
Unless you’re new here, you know I absolutely despise the summer season. The humidity, the bugs, the unrelenting heat. Holy shit, the HEAT. Yes, global warming is a thing, but my cemetery is located in the southeastern US and summer has always been miserable here. Okay, so it is the combination of heat and atrociousContinue reading “From the hottest level of Hell…”
Spooky season has arrived…in July?
You know what I have always hated? Every year, the stores would begin their onslaught of Christmas paraphernalia earlier than the year before. Eventually, the US seemed to skip right over Thanksgiving, and as soon as the last door closed on an enthusiastically earned “Trick or Treat!” bounty, people were yanking down their pumpkins andContinue reading “Spooky season has arrived…in July?”
In progress…
Good news, my lovelies! I finally got my undead ass in gear and got back to work on my next book! Yes, for several weeks I have slacked a bit on writing; first, there was the dreaded writer’s block, then a lovely bout of the ol’ depression, and after that I sort of got miredContinue reading “In progress…”
From the depths of hell…
I hate summer. Seriously. As far as yours truly is concerned, the entire summer season can just fuck off and die. Here in the south-eastern United States, summer weather means extreme heat, ridiculous humidity, and every bug that has ever existed. Don’t misunderstand; I am not afraid of bugs. I just hate bugs. Absolutely hateContinue reading “From the depths of hell…”
Dancing Among the Remains 