We did it! You and I, together . . . it was a lot of sweating and screaming but once it started to crown we POPPED that sucker right out and into the world. There was much rejoicing. And exhaustion.
The novella is super close to completion. I started the manuscript, last year, and I’ve been coming back to it off and on for the last several months when I could get a break from Rooster, et al.
It’s a “love” story, I guess you could say. A bit more about love than what you’d expect from something labeled as such. Oh, and the violence and sex is a bit more amped up. But that’s practically a life metaphor. Or it’s the residual effects of all the exploitation cinema and pulp novels I’ve consumed. Probably the latter.
The title is At The End of The Day I Burst Into Flames and the story concerns itself with the final, meandering thoughts of a man who is in the throes of spontaneous combustion. As good a time as any to re-examine the loves in one’s life.
Been off social media most of this year, mostly due to being far too busy. Social media is a huge distraction, so I elected to lay low and barrel through various projects:
A new novella (No contract . . . yet . . . but there is an interested party.)
A new collection of short stories
Proofing the half-dozen-and-change manuscripts for Rooster Republic’s 2018 releases
Creating a whole load of key art for book covers
But the thing that has begun to eat my every waking hour is a feature film that will shoot over a handful of days later this year. The project is a horror film, and though I don’t want to get into too much detail this early on, I can at least give you a hint as to what it may be about:
It has been way too long since my last post, but in my defense I am pretty lazy.
Ha, just kidding, a little bit.
It’s been too long since my last post and so much has happened since then I am at a loss as to what to cover, first.
I’ll default to the writing.
Now That We’re Alone is still selling well and exceeding my expectations. The number of reviews on Amazon (currently at 18) have been steadily increasing, too, which is a nice surprise since it took my novella, Necrosaurus Rex, the better part of two years to get as many reviews as Now That We’re Alone has gotten in four months. Hopefully, that number keeps going up, even if it is at a snail’s pace.
What an incredibly busy week and change!
Like, no joke, October is looking to be the single most busy month of the whole year, and the whole year has already been really busy:
1. I’ve signed contracts for two short stories;
3. I’ve dutifully submitted two other short stories;
4. I am gearing up to submit two more short stories, with a third following shortly after;
5. made a really nice breakthrough on my new novella and it has re-lit a fire under my ass to get it done. And the idea was such a “no duh” type of inspiration that it’s almost embarrassing in hindsight, as I should’ve figured it all out looooooong ago.
C’est la vie, right?
BUT . . . the craziest bit of news (number 6, if you’re counting) comes from the world of side projects, namely video game development. Last year, Rooster Republic (the indie press I co-own with Don Noble) started exploring the creation of media besides books. Initially, we were entertaining the idea of board games and card-based RPGs, though that early effort quickly evolved into video games.
“How Old Is A Shadow”
Tom’s nipples had bled right through his shirt. Embarrassment is why he now insisted on running before dawn and why he placed Band-Aids over his areolas. Vanity brought him to the man who ran in the shadows.
The men met before dawn, sharing darkness, running along the same path. The man claimed to have found a trick which lent him life everlasting. His tenor bordered desperate, yet vanity gilded his claim and Tom approached without breaking stride.