Well, not NEW-new—never had that kind—but new-to-me. And, too, the newest I’ve ever had. Before this, 1988 was as close to the present as I’d ever come with a truck. I tend to land in the late sixties, early seventies. But I recently sold all those old ones, had to face the fact that I
Man, I always hear talk about “horror people,” how we’re weird and dark and wrong. But, man, this us: just goofballs, pretty much.
Can finally-finally say it without promising whoever I’m telling it to to secrecy, or to somehow post-date this info: sold two horror novels to Joe Monti at Saga! This is the outfit that did Rebecca Roanhorse’s Trail of Lightning. This is the imprint of Simon & Schuster that just moved to the Gallery Publishing Group,
Two words I don’t usually put together, true. More used to seeing my name plus “Come to the office” or “All you can eat” or, with impolitely unsubdued laughter, “Security deposit?” Nevertheless, this is a real live thing: Interview in there, updates, how-to, who-to, where-to, all kinds of stuff. Very cool. Who’d have ever thought,
This was bouncing around Twitter recently: your favorite horror from the last ten years. Easy decisions, all: But, in getting this list together, I of course ended up with all these remainders, which feel a lot more vital than remaindery: Wonder what I’m forgetting. I mean what I love love LOVE and can’t do without
Both excellent. First is The Last Final Girl, part of a slasher Night Worms package: Next is a Mongrels book group happening over at Goodreads:
Always cool being at Bookbar, always cool reading with Carrie Vaughn, and who doesn’t like to be on-camera then off, kind of voicing-over, right?
Not going to say I cut my teeth on this story, quite. What I cut my teeth on, short-fiction-wise, would be Ellen Datlow’s selections for OMNI, way back when. Those stories didn’t just sustain me, they molded me. Recently, when OMNI started all over again, I was maybe going to be in issue #2, even,
Some slipped through this time—forgot to copy the URLs across, just closed-tab and went on to the next thing. So: blip, gone. But the thing about the internet is that there’s always more. Anyway, here’s what I’ve been into last few . . . I don’t know, ‘days’ for sure, but also ‘weeks,’ and probably
Remember that old series I did in 2016, when Mongrels first came out? This goes there: Oh, and, of course: I can just embed them all here, looks like: Werewolves Out in the World, part:1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26
Or, close to home, anyway: Canyon, WTAMU, courtesy CSAW. And I was also lucky enough to get to scoot out to Hereford, talk to the high schoolers there. Was cool. Broke down once in Hereford for a couple days, had three dollars and a bag of Cheetos, so bought a loaf of bread, palmed some
Showing two of my favorite-favorite horror movies. No: two of my favorite of ALL movies ever: oh, wait, I never posted anything about this AFTER it happened. anyway, this is me in JULY, finally finding a couple of old snaps on my camera roll. and a movie of the cool Alamo Draft House carpet. But,
Oh, man. Guess I’m going to be tuning in to American Horror Story again. For some reason I fell away after the first season. Maybe I was writing a novel or something, who knows. Then I never got back on that crazy train. Though I was there for Scream Queens, which was at least six
I’m not on it, so miss a lot I’m sure, have to get sent screencaps instead. This one from David Tromblay.
Maybe . . . #1? I’d guess so. Or maybe it’ll be one summerlong interview. Definitely good for that. Or, for more questions like this:
Which, I’ve probably used that subject line before in here. Bookwolves everywhere, yeah? Anyway, here’s some more:
I got no business sharing Instagram stuff, as I don’t move around in there, but man, this is the best strip I’ve found in a while: found it on Twitter:
