The hall of antlers was a place Henry only saw in his dreams. It was staggering to think of how many bodies it had taken to fill that expanse. How much blood, how many lives. In the dream, the question was soft, merely wonder, because awe was the only way to traverse such a … Continue reading woodland creatures
I. she was the smallest spark. a fading star, a wisp of smoke, a gasp, a plume of breath on an icy winter night. she always liked it austere. honest: no ornamentation, no comfort bare bones and brittle waiting for a spring that might never come. in her deep dark forest and its endless black … Continue reading in search of someone else
I didn’t see you until I saw you, carved out of the end of summer, late September sunshine along the curve of your jaw. Sky blue, clear like the way you saw through everything, All the way to its core. And I started admiring fields of pale grass and the corner of your mouth– that … Continue reading the story you hadn’t written yet
About to be eight, if we're really keeping count, but at this point, what's the difference? Why haven't I posted in half a year's time? Let's throw out some guesses. working on new projects crappy mental health crappy health in general OCD That last one. What the hell is that? is something I asked roughly … Continue reading Seven months.
I've polished IN THE HEART OF THE HOLLOW FOREST, and it's ready for readers. This thing that took its first form in 2011 (maybe even earlier!) is complete. I can FINALLY get this thing out there. Awesome. So what's next? Contemporary, fantasy, science fiction...? My two loves are horror and fantasy, but they usually stay close to … Continue reading And it’s done.
At 96,000 words, IN THE HEART OF THE HOLLOW FOREST is close to completion. The story has arrived at the climax in that glowing glass forest, and I have a strict outline in place for how the final scene goes down. It's sad, kinda brutal, and arriving just in time for October. But I still … Continue reading So close…
Last week, I visited New York City for the first time. Despite living a mere two hours away from NYC as a child, I'd never experienced the Big Apple. I have plenty of memories of Philly (gray, pretzels, gray, more gray) but New York? None. So when I got onto a plane at 5:30 AM … Continue reading NYC (a review)