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- New stuff…
Excerpt from a new story I’m working on. It’s currently novella length, but I can see it wanting to grow into a novel, and I really don’t want that. The setup is… different. It begins as your basic zombie apocalypse / military horror, but I’ve added a twist. If anyone is still reading this woefully untended blog, I hope you’ll… Read more: New stuff… - Get this now!
- How it’s going…Ask any writer, composer, or visual artist, and they will tell you the same thing–“I create for me. An audience of one.” While this is true, as far as it goes, it’s also mostly bullshit. We create to be heard. Seen. But, most of all, we create to be felt. I’ve been a composer for most of my life—50 of… Read more: How it’s going…
- Excerpts…
Hundreds of lights hovered over her head, greeting her eyes as lids fluttered and lifted. The pukwudgie cavorted and sang, their voices melding into one, then separated again, a cacophony from a single throat. Netáchgan stirred at her back and stood, bending to nuzzle her neck. - Excerpts…
“C’mon, boy.” John grabbed Nix’s sleeve. “The quicker we get down there, the sooner we’re shed of this place.”Nix needed no more prodding than that, but he got it anyway. An icy breath raised the hairs on the back of his neck, and he hazarded a glance behind. All manner of creatures—human and otherwise—followed them. Most were average people who… Read more: Excerpts…