Tuesday, July 26, 2011
KIZUNA
Alright people…I’ve danced around this collection, back and forth, picking a story here and there to read…and ya’ll need to get a copy! Sure, the stories are great, but the cause is greater…support the people of Japan!
Monday, July 25, 2011
PRELUDE: The Afternoon of a Faun
an excerpt...
A hot August afternoon drew Jamie George out of doors. The sun glared. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. …Jamie had chosen Mill Creek Park. Found a secluded spot down October Path, and lay back in the grass. He spread the pages of a book and held it up. His eyes scanned the lines. It was a book of poetry. Classics. He loved the classics. Poetry, music, myths and legends.
The pages turned and turned until the warmth of the day, faint distant voices, and a trickling of water lulled Jamie to sleep. …his fading thoughts were on the last poem he had been reading... A satyr. A faun. A wild spirit of the woods.
Then the slime came to Jamie. Unseen in the graying eve. It had come from a rock that had fallen from the sky but a week before. It was red, glistened in the fading light, and possessed an intelligence. It was a mad intelligence with an ability to transform whomever or whatever it infected into whatever it wished. Jamie George would be the first.
The slime infected Jamie while he slept. It listened to his dreaming thoughts, saw the dreaming images, and read the lines of the last poem Jamie had been reading. Then the change began.
He awoke transformed. Half man, half goat. A faun. His thoughts were clouded with madness, the mind, and intellect of the slime that possessed him. …A bestial roar of pain and madness echoed through the dark,... The faun lumbered through the night, killing anything that crossed its path.
Jamie had been the first infected, and the first victim.
A hot August afternoon drew Jamie George out of doors. The sun glared. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. …Jamie had chosen Mill Creek Park. Found a secluded spot down October Path, and lay back in the grass. He spread the pages of a book and held it up. His eyes scanned the lines. It was a book of poetry. Classics. He loved the classics. Poetry, music, myths and legends.
The pages turned and turned until the warmth of the day, faint distant voices, and a trickling of water lulled Jamie to sleep. …his fading thoughts were on the last poem he had been reading... A satyr. A faun. A wild spirit of the woods.
Then the slime came to Jamie. Unseen in the graying eve. It had come from a rock that had fallen from the sky but a week before. It was red, glistened in the fading light, and possessed an intelligence. It was a mad intelligence with an ability to transform whomever or whatever it infected into whatever it wished. Jamie George would be the first.
The slime infected Jamie while he slept. It listened to his dreaming thoughts, saw the dreaming images, and read the lines of the last poem Jamie had been reading. Then the change began.
He awoke transformed. Half man, half goat. A faun. His thoughts were clouded with madness, the mind, and intellect of the slime that possessed him. …A bestial roar of pain and madness echoed through the dark,... The faun lumbered through the night, killing anything that crossed its path.
Jamie had been the first infected, and the first victim.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
A WORD OF WARNING -
In a dying city populated by scavengers, street gangs, mutants, zombies, and vampires, life isn’t easy. In fact, life is exceedingly violent.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
CHANGE OF PACE?
How’s this for a change of pace?
Been developing ideas for a “road novel” for quite some time. Based on an old idea I had and had previously developed to some degree. No horror, no fantasy. Set against real events in the mid 1970s. I think this may be quite interesting and a fun write.
Been developing ideas for a “road novel” for quite some time. Based on an old idea I had and had previously developed to some degree. No horror, no fantasy. Set against real events in the mid 1970s. I think this may be quite interesting and a fun write.
Friday, July 8, 2011
SORCERIES GNYDRON volume 1
Published by Rainfall Books, this is the first of a trilogy, each chapbook containing three stories. The stories in this first volume are:
1. The Coming of the Dark
2. The Cave of Tog
3. Death Wind
The stories are set in a mythical land called Gnydron. The continent was Clark Ashton Smith's original name for the Last Continent before he changed it to Zothique. I thought it might be interesting to write a few Gnydron stories (which has never been done to my knowledge) and set them in Gnydron before the name change to Zothqiue, ie., instead of replacing Gnydron with Zothqiue as CAS did, I just predate Zothique with the name Gnydron.
Check it out, hope you like it, and the next two volumes will be coming soon.
1. The Coming of the Dark
2. The Cave of Tog
3. Death Wind
The stories are set in a mythical land called Gnydron. The continent was Clark Ashton Smith's original name for the Last Continent before he changed it to Zothique. I thought it might be interesting to write a few Gnydron stories (which has never been done to my knowledge) and set them in Gnydron before the name change to Zothqiue, ie., instead of replacing Gnydron with Zothqiue as CAS did, I just predate Zothique with the name Gnydron.
Check it out, hope you like it, and the next two volumes will be coming soon.
Monday, July 4, 2011
OF GODS & ALIENS
Well, it's been a while since I updated this page. So, here is OF GODS & ALIENS, unpublished, but sooner or later, one way or another. It'll see print. This is the companion volume to my GRETCHEN'S ROAD collection. Whereas the stories in GRETCHEN'S ROAD all take place in Columbiana County, Ohio, the stories in OGA take place elsewhere throughout the world.
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