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2017

ConStellation 8
Lincoln, NE
April 28-30

MileHiCon 49
Denver, CO
October 27-29

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Progress Report, in which I wipe away drool

I’ve spent the last week picking brains.  Sweet, delicious brains.  Ripe, juicy, and full to bursting with knowledge.  Braised, broasted, pan-fried, or even al dente—no, sir, nothing beats brains.  Braaaaains . . .

*wipes away drool*

In other words, the research for Apocalypse Pictures Presents is progressing.  It does involve actual interaction with, you know, people—which perhaps explains why I’ve put it off for so long.  Many folks assume I’m an extrovert, but when I see myself go to such extreme lengths to avoid speaking with other human beings, I kind of tend to doubt it.

Or maybe I just don’t like admitting that there are still some things I don’t know, and that I need help.

Or maybe I just really like the taste of brains.  Yummy, yummy braaaaains . . .

*wipes away drool again*

Up next—research continues until I’ve gotten my fill learned what I need to know.

No updates for Write Club.

Excuse me, I need to find a napkin . . .

Current Music: "Triad"--Tool

Progress Report, in which I check my hindsight

As I continued scribbling notes for my rewrite of Apocalypse Pictures Presents, I realized something kind of important:  I have some gaps in my research.

As in, I haven’t really done any.

Oh, I’ve done a little, sure.  But for the most part, I coasted through the first draft on what I already knew, or thought I knew.  And that’s just not good enough.  It occurs to me that some of the roadblocks I’m running up against in this rewrite stem from my ignorance.

So it’s time to head for the drawing board.  I can’t say I’m going back to said board, since I haven’t actually been there yet.  Which is, I’ll admit, probably not the proper order for this kind of thing.  I’m sure I would have had an easier time with my first draft and with this rewrite had I done the legwork up front.

Ah, well.  My hindsight once again proves to be excellent.  I must enjoy the challenge, or something.

Anyway, onward.

No updates for Write Club.

I’m out.

Current Music: "A World of Fantasy"--Triumph

“Wet Work: A Tale of the Unseen” clocks in at IGMS

Wet Work: A Tale of the UnseenIssue 35 of Orson Scott Card’s Intergalactic Medicine Show is now available, featuring my story “Wet Work:  A Tale of the Unseen.”

Here’s a taste:

Shambling, vaguely man-shaped creatures parted before Ellie’s H2 as she pulled it into a vacant space in the mansion’s paved courtyard. Her headlights picked out eyeless faces, gaping jaws that revealed rows of teeth, skin that literally hung and drooped off the creatures’ limbs, giving them a half-melted appearance. They bore no resemblance to any Unseen in Ellie’s experience. And they were everywhere, a crowd of at least forty of the things. Even with the windows shut against the chill October night, she could smell them—a rotted, carrion stench.

Yeah, it’s a little spooky.

And how do you not love that artwork by M. Wayne Miller?  I have to say, it thoroughly creeped out my wife.

Here’s a peek at the table of contents:

Tangible Progress
by Edmund R. Schubert
Last Resort
by Michael Greenhut
Wet Work: A Tale of the Unseen
by Matthew S. Rotundo
Southside Gods
by Sarah Grey

You have to subscribe to read the stories, but your subscription also buys you access to all the back issues.  Not a bad deal, that.

Enjoy.

Current Music: "Kill the King"--Rainbow