The rumors about me being an official dead author can cease, because they’re simply not true. For several years, I was consistently blogging at least once a week (at one point it was three times each week). This is my first post in four months, if my count’s correct.
I haven’t posted on this blog is far longer than I would’ve liked, but a recent tragedy brought much of my life to a screeching halt. While I’m finally coming out of most of the mess and playing catch-up on many fronts, I just wanted to let everyone know that I haven’t abandoned my book writing activities.
The tragedy did set me back a fair amount on getting the second edition of Shadow House put together, and that’s truly frustrating and unfortunate. But at the same time, it’s only a small setback and I can catch back up, which is what I’m concentrating on at the moment.
At the risk of sounding cryptic, I have some other projects and surprises in the works. That might mean that this blog takes a little bit of a backseat for a while, because I feel that getting the ball rolling on those is more important. You might notice that I still haven’t finished closing out my old blog, so I have that project to complete as well. Needless to say, I’m not wanting for work at the moment.
One last thing before I dash off to my next piece of work: I finally got around to getting Gracie the Ghost Eater on Barnes & Noble’s Nook. It’s ironic that the book wasn’t on there, because I own several Nooks, but I finally did it. You can check it out here.
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The X-Files are back, but not in the full-blown sort of way (at least not yet). This isn’t really news, because the reunion of Mulder and Scully is everywhere. While everyone has their opinion about what the return of this beloved TV series means in today’s world, I’m here to bring my unique perspective as a writer and paranormal/folklore expert to bear.
First off, there is no way making the X-Files just like old times would work – things are just too different to go back. The Lone Gunmen are dead. We’re in a post-9/11 world. Technology is more pervasive than ever. This was where the original series failed in its final two seasons, because it refused to adapt to the changing times, plus the natural evolution of the story.
When I was in Kindergarten I was absolutely convinced werewolves lived in my bathroom. Whenever the light was turned out and the door was left open, they would lurk inside, watching me from the blanket of darkness. I had special measures to deal with this predicament, especially when I had to reach into the blackness to flip on the light switch.
As I am pushing forward with a complete overhaul of my first book, Shadow House, I’ve found myself doing one thing more than I ever have before: killing my darlings. Looking over the aftermath of my recent round of revisions, the novel has had significant chunks cut out, meaning it will be completely different by the time I’m finished.
If you’re looking for a fun way to spend a cold winter’s night (or really anytime) and are in the mood for something creepy without much gore, Stonehearst Asylum is a good option. Right now it’s on Netflix, so it won’t even cost anything additional to watch it, if you have an account.
The movie got mixed reviews back when it was released in 2014. To be honest, I knew it existed but that was about it, because it pretty much flew under the radar in the United States. While it’s not the best horror/mystery movie I’ve ever seen, it’s also far, far from the worst.
It’s also based on Edgar Allen Poe’s The System of Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether, which instantly made it more compelling for me to check out.
I’m back, after tangling with a flu virus that didn’t want to leave me alone, and then making it through the buildup to Christmas. Usually I don’t take such a long break from blogging, but I’m back now.
With the new year almost here I wanted to take a break from the usual topics I post about and just share some thoughts I’ve had rattling around in my head lately.
Sorry for those of you who were looking for a new blog post this week, I’ve been sick with a pretty nasty virus the last few days. A new post should be coming this next week.
I just finished watching the first season of Jessica Jones on Netflix. It reminded me of reading a truly great book, like when I read The Shining for the first time. I couldn’t get enough of it, and started watching while working out and whenever else I could justify it, fitting in twenty minutes here and there until I reached the final episode, then wished there was a second season to keep watching.
Let me start off by saying that what makes Jessica Jones so interesting is her flaws. She’s no Superman, hell she’s not even the arrogant tech genius Tony Stark. Jessica is her own person, one who is full of regrets.
I’ve been embarking on a number of exciting changes recently, this new blog and website being part of it all. As some of you might already know, I’ve also been reworking my first novel, Shadow House, not only improving the book but also altering it to slot well with two sequels.