HIGHWAY 62

Big week last week, though the glacier started calving the week before, really. From there, it was a matter of just watching those giant glittering sheets shear off the mother ice and listen to them slam into the water, generating frequencies that are both beautiful and horrible, ineffable and of the body so much that you feel them echo in your bones. I probably shouldn't even discuss this, but nobody's reading this blog, right? And even if they were, what are you going to d

So here's a podcast worth listening to, and I don't usually say that so very often. https://lovecraftezine.libsyn.com/a-conversation-with-laird-barron-and-john-langan It's between John Langan and Laird Barron (and the Lovecraft Ezine Podcast crew). And it covers a lot of ground: survival, kinship, owning influences, validation, the permeability of genre. But one thing I wanted to touch on, particularly as a feral writer myself, was the whole idea of "the triumph of competence

Spoilers for FRAILTY (2001) follow. Minor, oblique spoilers for PHANTASM too, I suppose. Ah, the lone crusader for justice and truth. He alone can see the tormentors of society and humanity, those who feed on our very souls. They are elevated and cursed, able to see through the polite constructions of law and those who clothe themselves in pretended morality. This crusader is a purifying flame, cutting out the blackened and corrupted flesh of evil from the body that is the wo

If you can recall the song without looking it up, I'll be impressed. Likely it's not one you've heard. Unless you were paying attention to the debris of the Paisley Underground exploding in Los Angeles circa the early ending of the eighties. That's okay. Maybe you had to be there. EVENT RELATED ECHO, which I think I announced last week or was it the week before (time has become shallow and flexible as opposed to geologic and deep) continues apace. Introduction is in and I jus

Pretty sure I've used that title before. That's okay. There's folks who go their entire careers just recycling their own work or the work of others. They do okay. But sometimes they end up trapped by it. Look at JK Rowling. A monumental, titanic success and all she's ever going to do is Harry Potterverse stuff for the rest of her life. Sure, she may write other books but relatively speaking, ain't nobody gonna care. Same with Stephanie Meyer and for that matter E.L. James. Re

No, there's no hyphen. Sure, that's not grammatically correct. That's fair. It's also the title of a collection of short stories of mine that will be coming out, hopefully around the middle of October. I'm waiting to hear back on the foreword and rights reversions of one of the stories (which shouldn't be an issue, but I'm just crossing the i's and dotting the t's.) As usual, it covers the science fiction and horror territory (and horror's nothing but fantasy tilted towards d