new post?

I'm thinking about reviving this old blog for some reason. Just to have a journal I guess. I kind of miss it. I'm also doing some stuff that I don't normally talk about on the internet-I won't even offer any clues-but I will say it has nothing whatsoever to do with writing, fiction, whatever. It's more personal and closer to my heart. Sometimes you have to keep certain pieces of yourself just for yourself and those people who you are closest to. Meaning, people you actually know it real life. People who have nothing to do with the writing gig. You know, REGULAR people, who care about things other than pimping their wares and wanting something from you that you may not have the time or desire to give. Because, I've discovered that's really what writing is about. Most writers have no desire to truly be your friends. They want you to promote them, support them, etc, often without returning the favor. I wish someone had told me that in the beginning. Would have saved me a bit of heartache. But, live and learn, right? As a result of learning things the hard way, I most definitely will not forget the lessons. Concentrate on the readers. Fuck other writers. They only want to eat you alive.

But anyway. It's nearing 4:30 AM and I have no plans for sleeping any time soon. So, here I am, rambling whatever happens to come into my head. Maybe I'll try to jazz this place up a bit. Clean up the cobwebs, maybe redecorate the walls. I don't know. Ultimately I may prove to be just too lazy to mess with it, but that's okay too. It works just fine the way it is.

I think I'll probably be back soon. Hopefully. Maybe. We'll see. If this inhuman bout of insomnia lasts, it could become a regular thing again. The fiction that I've stopped writing (mostly) will be replaced with...I guess this is nonfiction? But still the wheels turn. Sorry is this is nonsensical. Like I said, 4:30 AM.

Go hug someone super hard. Give them a hug they'll never forget, because those are the best kinds. Just watch out for the knives.

whoa. back from the dead.

Yep, blogger finally hooked me up with my info for this dang thing. two years later. wow. not sure how often I'll post here, as I have my wordpress page now, but I figure I can still keep this for random ramblings that have nothing to do with my career. probably won't be of interest to anyone else but me, but gathering your thoughts now and then is a good thing, even if no one else reads it.

anyway...

something I've been thinking about lately is how we've grown into this culture of hate and dismissiveness (if that's even a real word.)

what I mean by that is most evident on place like facebook. people have these lame full-on wars about pretty much anything anyone says that they don't agree with and it has left me wanting to just delete my personal page on many days.

I'm a very liberal democrat. the things I post reflect that. just because I voice certain opinions about certain things doesn't mean I'm looking for a fight. I never check out what other people are posting and go, "well goddammit, I disagree and I'm gonna tell this person what a fucking moron they are." I figure, it's they're page, they think differently about things-whatever.

I just wish everyone had the same mentality. I can't even count the times people have come to my page for the sole purpose of fighting with me about stupid shit. and it's almost exclusively people who don't talk to me otherwise.

so, yeah, I'm an idiot and piece of shit because I don't think like you do.

that's what I mean when I say a culture of hate. people are big and bad behind their computers, aren't they? but it's a bummer when people threaten to not read my books or whatever because as an american voter, I am registered differently than they are. that's a load of horse shit right there.

I guess I just wish people would have the same respect for other peoples opinions and maybe-I don't know-take to their own pages to rant or whatever. you know, like I do.

ok, that's enough about that for now. hopefully it made a little sense.

otherwise, it's raining again. I'm really getting anxious for summer. I need some vitamin D in my life for sure.

if anyone out there in the ether happens upon this blog, I hope you are well and happy and doing what you love to do most.

peace!

abandoned moon station

wow. been a long time since I posted anything here. I just never think of this journal anymore. lots of stuff going on though. too bad I'm too tired and blah to write about it all right now. there are new books aplenty, with more on the way. it's been a cool summer so far and destined to get even cooler.

........static.............

shit. I can't even be weird or witty right now.

zZzZzZzZ

awesome sauce

Yeah, not much going on that you probably don't already know about. My novel House of Fallen Trees will be released next month from www.grindhousepress.com. Really excited about that. Working on a new horror novel too, in addition to a bizarro novel and trying to find a publisher for a collection. We'll see how that goes. Collections don't usually sell that well, so we'll see.

K's mom just had both her knees replaced. Ouch! You know how sometimes when an old person will be bummed about their failing health but then say, "But it beats the alternative!"? Well, fuck that. I think just the opposite. I'm more afraid of old age than of death. I definitely want to die before I get old and then I can say, "It beats the alternative." Old people are the bravest people I know. I'm not brave enough for that shit.

Bury me in a nameless grave, please.

anyway...

I haven't posted here in a while for a couple different reasons. The first reason is that not much has been happening writing-wise. Things are in the pipelines but moving very slowly. I had hoped to have a new book out by now, but I guess it hasn't been in the cards yet. But next month should see the release of the tp version of House of Fallen Trees. That'll be cool, especially for the readers who couldn't afford to pick up one of the limiteds. Another book should follow soon after that, but I'm not sure. We'll have to wait and see.

The second reason I haven't posted here in a while is because I started a new blog and have been there more than here. The new one is not at all writing related though, and so, I won't be sharing it with you guys. It's more about my activist work and because I tend to get harrassed for those things, I'd rather just keep it away from the writing gig. I don't need some asshole fucking with something that has nothing to do with the issues I fight for and against.

Anyway, I hope the second half of the year is more eventful than the first half has been. I definitely need to get some new work out there before everyone forgets me completely.

hangnail

Ohhhhh, baby!

Isn't it funny that some people consider me a "real" writer? Like, I get paid and everything. What a crazy hoax I have managed to pull off. I wonder when they will all discover what an imposter I really am, that my work is just so much silliness scratched into wet sand with a soggy stick.

Won't they be surprised?

No sleep again. Total delirium. Two days now.

I forget what else I was going to say...

When the Foam Solidifies

Trust me, you don't want that to happen.

Spring break is over and it's back to work.

Who wants to stay up all night with me?