Sunday Archive: The Walkers, Part Three
This was a “margin scribbling” while I was engrossed in my post-apocalypse novel during 2003. The same novel I constantly threaten to serialize on Fridays but have, as yet, failed to do. While working out problems with characters and situations, …
US 219 crosses US 50 right before you hit the West Virginia border. During college, I drove that road several times a year traveling between DC and little Elkins, WV. At night, the crossing can be spooky. A gas station, …
I think Eldritch House is supposed to be a comedy. I wrote it in 2001 after reading far too much Lovecraft.
So after a handful of pain pills, a few tugs from a bottle of port, and an evening of reevaluation I’ve decided to give up on the improvised novel.
The date I last touched this is 2002, but I think it dates back to around 1999. With many of my short stories, I was clumsily trying to connect them to The Very, with the idea of ultimately folding them …
I love this one, because I was reading Moody Food… This was before I had decided to start a publishing company, and before I even had an inkling that I would launch that company with a reprint of that same …