You were supposed to be different. Orange and stripey, for starters; fat and polydactyl. Older, sedate, a mature feline who wouldn’t mind watching murder mysteries on Sunday nights. You had spent your kittenhood and young cathood with a senior who had moved on to a place you couldn’t follow. You would come pre-loved, gently used,...
You’re the best month of the year—the month I bring my snuggly clothes and my tights out of exile, lobotomize pumpkins, and eat an entire apple pie all by myself. And the month I watch so many horror movies, I’m sure Netflix has me on some kind of emotional stability watchlist. This year, I’m trying...
The other day, I received an email from my friend Dave. It contained the chat conversation re-pasted verbatim below. (10:12:04 PM) friendofdave05: ok here’s my story (10:12:27 PM) friendofdave05: i went to the library and got a book out. from the lib on campus in their smallish leisure reading section (10:12:45 PM) friendofdave05: start reading...
1) The wonderful people of Printer’s Devil Review have published a very early, blinking-into-the-sun chapter from the novel I’m currently working on, which…doesn’t have a title at the moment, other than “the novel I’m working on that I like to describe as a cross between The Shining and Heathers, set at band camp.” Enjoy the...
Happy Halloween, everyone! (And not to be overly pleased with myself, but my last blog post was only a week ago. Holla!) Every year I glut myself on scary movies: two years ago, it was all ’70s psychological psych-outs (DePalma, The Omen, The Exorcist) , then it was ’80s slashers and dream-stalkers (Mike Myers, Nightmare...
