The Crutch of the Matter

Since I've started working on my series of short stories, writing has become much easier for me. Not necessarily blog entries, since that's a whole other process, but I've now written four or five stories (I lost count), all of which take place in that same world. While I'm digging the ease of writing, but I'm getting … Continue reading The Crutch of the Matter →

I’m Your Boogeyman

I came to the shocking realization that I've taken a fairly passive role with Halloween this year. As I think I've mentioned before, in year's past I used to write one short story a day for the entire month of October. Since I've decided not to do that anymore, I've been writing about scary things, … Continue reading I’m Your Boogeyman →

Kenmore Station

Kenmore Station sits between two busy roads, hemmed in by a near constant stream of traffic. The buildings (old worn brick and faded paint, towers with rounded sides and pointed tops, renovated, condemned, renovated) line the way, with shops and businesses. They opened under different names a long time ago and closed and reopened again. … Continue reading Kenmore Station →

An Extended, Steam-Powered Metaphor

I am heading very quickly into the UNKNOWN. And there's something kind of spooky about that. This UNKNOWN, a territory that stretches further than the distance between New York and California. It is vast, an expanse that boggles the mind and contains any number of horrors and wonders. There are dragons there, of course, and … Continue reading An Extended, Steam-Powered Metaphor →

Welcome

I've noticed recently that there are quite a few people coming here from places where my stories are posted, namely Ichor Falls and Tales of the Zombie War. As I've mentioned in an earlier post, I always feel a bit odd because I'm worried that folks come over to my blog expecting more horror and … Continue reading Welcome →

Me and the Devil Blues

I've not really been on speaking terms with music lately. I've listened to the same two playlists over and over again, to the point where I no longer hear the music. It's just a droning noise in the background, indistinguishable from any other sound. An endless, sound that rolls and wavers that is little more … Continue reading Me and the Devil Blues →

The Timeline

I was going through my old blog, which is shortly facing erasure, and it's a strange experience. I wrote there for almost seven years, which is a long span of time. I went through a couple of jobs, graduated from two schools, traveled around quite a bit. I went from wanting to be a paleontologist … Continue reading The Timeline →

Portrait of a Writer’s Block

It is not without trepidition that I start this post. Not because I'm concerned that I'll reveal some deep dark secret, one that will shock the world and cause my friends to abandon me in droves. Nor am I concerned that I'll dissolve in a misty, murky jumble of emotionally driven platitudes and cliches, vomiting … Continue reading Portrait of a Writer’s Block →

Scaring Myself

I've always been interested in looking at the types of horror that I write about, because I think it says a lot about the kind of person I am, about what makes me tick. I have a tendency to steer clear of anything that's spiritual. Ghosts do not scare me. Haunted houses scare me even … Continue reading Scaring Myself →

Little Green Book

For the first time in a long while, I'm keeping a little notebook to keep stray ideas. In fact, this blog entry started out in the little green book. I've never been one to keep a journal. It's too much stress. I've gotta write in it every day, or it doesn't count. I've gotta scribble … Continue reading Little Green Book →