Inside My Head Day Five: The Bowie Tree

So once upon a time in Seattle, we had a David Bowie Christmas party.  Bowie invitations were issued, the guests all dressed up as Bowie, and everybody performed a song.  (I was Labyrinth Bowie.)  A good time was had by all.  I’d post pictures, but the skintight gold Lycra, feather boas, and general cross dressing might be too much for … Read More

Inside My Head, Day Four: Axes

  Holy snap, last week was a nose-to-the-grindstone type of week!  Life took a backseat while I finished some of this stuff up.  But today?  It’s a new day.  A new week.  I can put the focus back on my family and on writing, thank goodness.  This week is dedicated toward the HWA contest.  Hear that, Matt?!  Tremble like you’re watching … Read More

I Second That

Um, yeah.  What he said.  🙂 MATT BETTS: HWA Countdown And thanks to Violet Hilton for making the graphic. She gave it to Matt, but all’s fair in love and HWA challenges, so I shamelessly ripped it off. Bwa ha!

Day Two

Also, here is a brief essay that I wrote about a typical day.  I originally posted it in January. A Broken Laptop by Mercedes M. Yardley Her son pulls eight keys from the keyboard.  Her daughter finishes it off, making it a nice and even twenty.  This slows the writer down some. The telephone rings.  It is her best friend.  … Read More

Look Inside My Head

1) Post ten of any pictures currently on your hard drive that you think are self-expressive. 2) NO CAPTIONS!!! It must be like we’re speaking with images and we have to interpret your visual language just like we have to interpret your words. 3) They must ALREADY be on your hard drive – no googling or flickr! They have to … Read More

Shock Totem Reviews

Two of them, and they’re both positive reviews.  Hooray!  The first is by Cate Gardner.   You can read her review here. The second is by Steven Pirie. His review is located here. Thanks for taking the time to review Shock Totem, you guys! That was very, very cool. 🙂

Excuse Me, But Are You Horrified?

I have a dilemma:  I’m genreless.  I have no genre.  I’m currently running with the horror crowd, yes, but do my stories elicit dread?  (I mean, intentional dread, not “Oh my gosh, this writing is awful!” dread.)  I watch lame PG-13 movies with my hands over my eyes, so does this strip me of my credibility?  My main characters have … Read More

“Bells”

So I had this dream.  It was a couple of years ago, and it was horrifyingly vivid.  It had to do with a couple of policemen who walked into a gas station, and the situation that ensued.  I have a dream journal where I record my more powerful dreams because it seems to exorcise them, but that wasn’t enough for … Read More

Silence, and Breath

My family has gone and I am here alone.  Even the cicadas have chosen to be silent.  I can hear the sporadic tap-tapping of my keyboard and the sound of my own breathing.  When is the last time that I listened to my breath?  I’ll tell you: it was forever ago, when I wrote “Life”.  Everybody was in bed and the … Read More