Best chicken strips in town, and also ever: Dark Horse Bar and Grill. I don’t know what they do to the outside of them, the skin, the batter, but it’s perfect. Best fish and chips in town, and, I’m pretty sure, also ever: Backcountry Pizza. The fish here is somehow very heavy and dense. There’s […]
My . . . second time to do this, maybe? Always a good time. Some few snaps I searched up, from the three panels I was on: And a couple more, from Bret Smith:
That time when this young unknown artist opened for Rick James. Please look at what he wrote in the “position” section. #HeKnew #tbt pic.twitter.com/vMljMGYLdi — COMMON (@common) September 14, 2017
So cool. Thanks to Josh Viola for the headsup. This has a Clive Barker monster and some John Carpenter tension.
It’s looking at this old snapshot, and wondering what they were looking at, what they were talking about. How the world must have trembled under their feet with each step they took:
that go great together. Who knew:Â [ also, I guess I don’t understand what “MoneyMarket” is. Is this a commercial? I don’t know/care. Which, yeah, means they’ve probably got me . . .]
Which, yeah, okay, can still mean as much as bicycle, about. But, what I’m trying to say, it’s: $5.99!
It’s one of the many podcasts I faithfully tune in each week or two. Glad it’s getting this treatment. Though, I wonder: recreations? Can’t all be animation. And will it cut periodically to some narrator? To experts? I can’t guess, but I’ll try to watch. Also, the title always leaves me here, which is a
World Literature Today This is Horror https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vAbEEq51qnw&feature=youtu.be
Using the ampersand there because I’m tired of seeing the “vs.” Too? I keep thinking I’m done with this discussion, this rabbit-hole, this time-suck. But then I stumble across something like this, and it rings true in a way I’d never considered: That’s from American Grindhouse. And, that freedom Jonathan Kaplan’s talking about there, that’s
There’s a line in Dan Seals’ “Everything that Glitters (Is not Gold)” where the narrator, a rodeo guy, is talking about his horse: Old Red he’s getting older And last Saturday he stumbled But you know I just can’t bear to let him go That always kind of breaks my heart. And, I’m not in
I’ve always figured that the many-worlds interpretation was neat, maybe even gives some other theories a get-out-of-limbo-free card, but pretty much useless. Not because we’ll likely never prove or disprove it—that’s always a weak reason for dismissing a possibility—but because it makes all human action meaningless: if each branch-point goes both ways and I’m functionally
One of the cooler and most well-run cons I’ve guested at. And such an excellent keeper of a con-book: When the longer version of that interview goes live, I’ll link it here. Anyway, Thursday before things really got going, Paul Tremblay and me found a certain door open—Big Nazo’s—and asked could we come in, try
And, are these even kind of in order? Well, not sure about the video game, I guess. Either way, this was a lot of work. A lot of very worthwhile work. Thanks: I would look up the Jason-version—I seem to remember a pretty cool one, to the tune of . . . Drowning Pool, maybe?—but
Think I’m gonna have to make this an annual thing. Great time this long weekend, starting with me getting to my first panel late: It was “Haunts & Nachos,” but really it was Travis Heerman and me just answering any and all horror questions we could for an hour, whilst it rained and stormed outside—this
have been full of events. Feels like I haven’t been wheels-down since Denver Comic Con, about. Had three deadline stories to jam down along the way, and trying to finish a novel besides. But, of course: wouldn’t have it any other way. Anyway, at Tattered Cover Lodo . . . last week, I think it
Just about the usual: young couple living together, getting to know each other, nothing outlandish or horror-y at all, it’s completely safe, go in without your guard up, set your expectation-level to “literary” or somesuch: NEW #HORROR FICTION! Read @SGJ72‘s latest short story, “All in Good Fun”.https://t.co/RjZi2Kz3PW pic.twitter.com/EjCErgsbQ5 — HexPublishers (@HexPublishers) August 1, 2017
For the book that became The Long Trial of Nolan Dugatti, I kept a kind of running diary of the writing of it, The Camopede Files. Was fun. It made me kind of look at my process in a new way, a helpful way. So, when I started Mapping the Interior, I figured I’d try
New Mongrels review up, over at: New/old story “No Takebacks” up over at: I’m at Tattered Cover (Colfax—was at LoDo last week, with Andy Davidson) this week: Tidbit over at LitReactor, about my first story sale: And, anybody needs me this weekend, try Ghost Town: And, I’m back from Santa Fe. Will throw some pics
Not the kind Jacob and his pack wore for Twilight, and not the kind some certain wolfling was carving into bathroom stalls all over the southeast. I’m talking the fiction kind. This one puts me in mind of Peter S. Beagle’s “Lila the Werewolf,” or that one story of mine from forever ago, “Old Meat“):
For my money, Evil Ed in wolf-form, stabbed and fallen and crawling across the floor, is still one of the creepiest ever effects (at 50sec)
