I Signed Out of Twitter, Forever.

Weird couple weeks. Family member had emergency surgery (all good, no worries), so I traveled 4 hours away to help care for them. No computer access, really. On the plus side, without the computer, I was basically social-media free for almost two weeks.

I didn’t fucking miss it at all. After being off social media for a stretch, and breezing through various news stories, I had almost zero interest in returning to “internet life.” And that’s fine, because it’s mostly selfish terrorists doling out brain rot, 24/7.

Almost a year ago, I wrote an entry on this site titled “Being Inaccessible Is OK, Actually; And An Untitled Poem” and you can read that HERE. In that article I wrote:

“…being online is just depressing. People are depressing. Culture is disappointing. I try to, as much as it is possible to do so, exist outside whatever everyone else is doing. I’m happy with what I do. Validation is uninteresting to me.

I once noted that my ultimate goal was to become a ghost. What better way to do that than by fucking off and thriving on being left alone? I’ve taken one release out of print (Necrosaurus Rex) and you had better believe I am waiting patiently to run out the contract on the next book. When that happens, I’ll be having that taken out of print, too.

Anyway, I did sign out of Twitter. And, no, I won’t be signing back in. This site will remain, as will the newsletter (for now). These things will link to my Twitter account, but I will not be there. Good riddance, I say. Honestly, it’s not far removed from the liberation of dumping Facebook, so many years ago. Ultimately, all that shit is just a distraction from the work.

CHROMOPHOBIA is all but finished, at this point. We’ve taken a look at a proof of the print file, and we are making some interior adjustments. We’ll finish those over the next day or two. Then, it’ll be time to order physical proofs. Hardcovers are still shipping in July, as long as nothing too disruptive happens to supply chains in the next few months.

And, now that CHROMOPHOBIA is done, I can turn my attention back to OCTOBER ANIMALS. That novella will be finished soon enough, though some aspects of its production are still up in the air. It’ll be out this year, though, that’s for certain. OCTOBER ANIMALS is a weird book for weird kids. Here’s hoping you are a weird kid.

Once OCTOBER ANIMALS wraps, I am turning my attention to a trio of novels, and short fiction that will be a part of a newsletter-exclusive ‘zine. If that sounds like something of interest, here’s a link to sign up:

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Taxes and Homeschooling and Writing and Publishing and Art and, sometimes, Naps

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I will keep this short and sweet. Once Covid became a giant clusterfuck, I started homeschooling my kid. I helped her wrap up Kindergarten. First grade was all online. Some of second grade was, but I have taken teaching over completely since moving last fall. It isn’t hard, but it is time intensive. And, happily, the kiddo seems sharp as a tack.

But, that means every week is non-stop. And, you know, I love writing and all that, but it takes a backseat to my kid’s education. Nothing here is happening fast, that’s for sure.

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Figuring out New Shit and ignoring The Rest (plus, artwork for CHROMOPHOBIA)

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2022 will be a year of transition, and it’ll be a challenge, for sure. I am trying to tackle so many different things. But, this is because I’ve put so much of myself on the back burner, so to speak. Now, I find myself wrapping up previous commitments. And, personal projects, some long dormant, are finally getting a chance to breathe.

One of these projects, a zine, is coming along. Honestly, and if I am being really honest, figuring out the formatting was the big obstacle (I am not, by trade, one who formats), but I finally set aside a week and got it done. I chose a story and laid it all out and arranged and rearranged and, finally, I had something printed that is starting to look like what I’d been imagining. Sometime soon (likely, very soon) I will do some proofs of this zine, sending it out to a handful of people to see what they think.

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Little Revelations While Reading Jim Thompson’s SAVAGE NIGHT (and a bit about how The Iliad Bookshop is the best place on Earth)

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I found myself re-reading Jim Thompson’s SAVAGE NIGHT, this week. May be my third time, but it is a slim volume and it never fails to pack a punch. I mean, you are set up from the get-go for violence and you wait and wait and when it finally hits… holy hell. The last handful of chapters are a goddamned ride, man. Straight to Hell.

Jim Thompson is a beast. I see other books of his recommended more often, but SAVAGE NIGHT is the one I always come back to. Lyrical and, at times, surreal. And violence that just punches off the page.

And then, that got me thinking how much I probably owe noir, like SAVAGE NIGHT, for its inspirations throughout GRIND YOUR BONES TO DUST. I always jokingly referred to GRIND as “Magic Nihilism” but I think, in hindsight, you could just as easily call it a “Horror Noir” and not be too far off the mark. Continue reading “Little Revelations While Reading Jim Thompson’s SAVAGE NIGHT (and a bit about how The Iliad Bookshop is the best place on Earth)”

What A Weird Fuckin’ Year, Man

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I, for one, am certainly not going to miss 2021. There were bright and shining moments through that year, but the overall feeling was oppressive. I wasn’t hitting a wall anymore. No, in fact, I had hit the wall so hard that I actually fused to it.

But, after much scrambling, several cross-country trips, and a move from Oregon to Illinois… the dust has settled and suddenly it’s a new year. And here I am, in 2022, writing new material and finishing long-gestating projects. Hard not to feel positive about it all after a year and a half of personal sludge.

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Free Reads: Never The Ghost You Want

In accordance with the Bram Stoker Awards® Etiquette Rules, for the Non-Fiction Category, I am offering this free version of “Never The Ghost You Want” (originally published in the 2021 anthology PARANORMAL CONTACT: A QUIET HORROR CONFESSIONAL, via Cemetery Gates Media) for Bram Stoker Award® consideration.

Title of Work: Never The Ghost You Want

Publisher: Cemetery Gates Media

Publication Date: 14 March 2021

Never the Ghost You Want

by Nicholas Day

I do not believe in ghosts but lived in a haunted house, years ago, and it fucking sucked. People just think you’re telling stories, for starters. They imagine you’re going a bit crackers. And maybe you are, but why wouldn’t you be? After all, your house is haunted, goddammit.

Now, I’ve had roommates before, sure, but they could be reasoned with, even possessed material form. Conversations may not have always been ideal, but they weren’t out of the question, nor did they require the aid of a medium or the clumsy fingering of a ouija board. These roommates were, best to my knowledge, alive. And, at the very least, they chipped in for bills, rent, and the occasional pizza. Motivations weren’t mysterious, and most of them didn’t slam doors.

In my experience, ghosts don’t give a fuck about you. In that way, they are actually quite a lot like living, breathing people, roommates or otherwise. Ghosts are busy doing their own thing. What you are doing is of little concern to them, or their need of wandering the hallways or marching up and down the stairwell, invading your dreams, what have you.

That’s how it started, for me, through dreams.

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Running Around With My Head Cut Off

The newsletter seems to be doing well. However, I have never run a newsletter, or even attempted one, previously. Regardless, it’s doing what I need it to be doing, so I will go ahead and consider it a success.

In fact, I have gotten some very nice feedback, so far, of my non-fiction story, “Never The Ghost You Want” and I am starting to get… ideas. What kind of ideas, you ask? Why, including more short stories with future newsletters, for starters. Until last year, I was a very prolific short-story writer and I have a pretty deep back catolog. Plenty to share, that’s for sure!

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Do you like ghosts? Do you like being depressed? Oh boy, do I have something for YOU.

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“Never The Ghost You Want” was written on Christmas morning in 2020. Getting all that misery down on paper served as an exorcism. Cemetery Gates picked it up for inclusion in their anthology, PARANORMAL CONTACT, which felt a bit like last rites. And then, I moved on.

I never even bothered re-reading the story. I couldn’t, then. I have trouble, even now, though I’ve had enough private correspondence regarding the story to make me believe “Never The Ghost You Want” may, in fact, be very good. Readers seem to like it, seem to connect, and those are the notes a writer hopes to hit.

“Never The Ghost You Want” is a non-fiction piece. Now, I have written non-fic in the past, but most all of that has been squarely within the field of journalism (once upon a time, I used to cover the film circuit in Los Angeles). I’d never really written anything terribly personal.

Here’s a few snippets from “Never The Ghost You Want”:

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Free Reads: “Never The Ghost You Want”

“Never The Ghost You Want” appeared earlier this year as a part of Cemetery Gates’s anthology, PARANORMAL CONTACT (which you can buy HERE). It is a non-fiction piece, and the only story I have finished, thus far, since wrapping GRIND YOUR BONES TO DUST. I would very much like to share it with you!

Total transparency: I would love to see the piece get nominated in the Stoker Award “Non-Fiction” category. Now, that’s a long shot, but the story means an awful lot to me. And, Cemetery Gates has given me permission to offer “Never The Ghost You Want” FOR FREE as a part of my next newsletter (Sept. 27th).

All you have to do is sign up!

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Social Media Marketing Is A Buffet; Take What You Want And Leave The Rest

Firstly, if you’re reading this, then thanks for stopping by! I truly appreciate it.

Secondly, I’m (mostly) migrating from social media and utilizing this site AND a newsletter. I long ago dumped Facebook. However, I will keep the Twitter account running, as long as it does what I need it to do: move books.

I will be 100% honest: I am only on social media because it is a free and easy marketing tool. I do not have representation and, thus far, the presses I have worked with do not have marketing departments or marketing budgets. So, social media is where that proverbial buck stops.

“Now I am become Marketing, the destroyer of disposable income.”

And, there’s a lot of “cult of personality” types on various social media platforms. I am not one of those. Now, I certainly do not begrudge one’s interest in flexing their cult-building skills. If that’s your bag, then go out and drop those hot takes! There’s a whole load of folks who love hot takes. Hot takes, I’m sure, have even nabbed a sale or two. In general, I don’t give a single shit for hot takes.

But, I will tell you what I like about hot takes, even if they aren’t my particular bag. I like hot takes because I like reading people as much if not more than I like reading books. Hot takes, more often than not, are an open door into someone’s head. Enough hot takes, and you can start piecing together the inner workings of a person. I don’t mind taking a walk through your head, and I will do so if you open that door enough times.

Now, I get that a lot of shit on social media is, at best, performative… but so are interactions in the real world. Any single person is a multitude. You are getting to know someone, whether it is the subjective “real” or the projection. The distinction is awfully ethereal outside of true performance art. And, I am not picky. I’ll take whatever you’re giving.

Finally, if you’ve made it this far, I thank you for a second time. I’d be thrilled if you signed up for my newsletter, and it will be the only way to get my upcoming novella, OCTOBER ANIMALS.

 

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