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Who Are The Children?
Join me as I navigate the chaos of a morning disrupted by relentless doorbells, a coffee craving, and a whirlwind of LGBT horror anthology submissions.
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The Feast of Midnight Stares
Thompson Heritage Ranch hides a legacy steeped in shadows, and young Gabriel is its next inheritor. As his family changes, so too does his understanding of the terror they hold close.
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Strangers in a Strange Landfill
I woke up facedown in something that felt like sand but moved like a carpet of dying tongues. The air was thick with burnt cinnamon and wet dog, and above me, the sky–—wrong, cracked, looming—–stared down with two moons that seemed to watch and yet never blink. The ground pulsed beneath me like it was trying to remember a heartbeat, and in the distance, something tall and many-legged swayed as though it wanted to be a tree but hadn’t quite figured out what trees are meant to do. I saw one up close later—a stilt-limbed, skinless thing with a cluster of eyes that weren’t so much on its face as they were figuring out where a face should be. It made a noise like a dial-up modem gargling soup. We made eye contact (or at least, I think we did), and then it scuttled away, embarrassed for both of us.
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Graphic Design & Gourmet Atrocities
I spent all day making new header images for the website. You have no idea how much work went into these. Blood, sweat, and pixels. Maybe actual blood. (Hard to tell anymore.) But I think you’ll love them. They’re sleek. They’re eerie. They’re diverse! I tried to include as many types of people from every spectrum of this reality or any other as I could think to include. Best part is most of them are queer! (LGBTQIA+ for you people who love specifics…that’s the word I like and choose to use for all of us. If that bothers you there’s probably another horror writer out there who writes mostly about queer people and gives away all of his content for free. Have fun looking for them.) Anyway—these headers! They scream inclusivity. Or maybe that was the cryptids screaming? — I lost track of what was making noise around hour six.
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Who Are The Children?
Join me as I navigate the chaos of a morning disrupted by relentless doorbells, a coffee craving, and a whirlwind of LGBT horror anthology submissions.
read more...
The Feast of Midnight Stares
Thompson Heritage Ranch hides a legacy steeped in shadows, and young Gabriel is its next inheritor. As his family changes, so too does his understanding of the terror they hold close.
read more...
Strangers in a Strange Landfill
I woke up facedown in something that felt like sand but moved like a carpet of dying tongues. The air was thick with burnt cinnamon and wet dog, and above me, the sky–—wrong, cracked, looming—–stared down with two moons that seemed to watch and yet never blink. The ground pulsed beneath me like it was trying to remember a heartbeat, and in the distance, something tall and many-legged swayed as though it wanted to be a tree but hadn’t quite figured out what trees are meant to do. I saw one up close later—a stilt-limbed, skinless thing with a cluster of eyes that weren’t so much on its face as they were figuring out where a face should be. It made a noise like a dial-up modem gargling soup. We made eye contact (or at least, I think we did), and then it scuttled away, embarrassed for both of us.
read more...
Graphic Design & Gourmet Atrocities
I spent all day making new header images for the website. You have no idea how much work went into these. Blood, sweat, and pixels. Maybe actual blood. (Hard to tell anymore.) But I think you’ll love them. They’re sleek. They’re eerie. They’re diverse! I tried to include as many types of people from every spectrum of this reality or any other as I could think to include. Best part is most of them are queer! (LGBTQIA+ for you people who love specifics…that’s the word I like and choose to use for all of us. If that bothers you there’s probably another horror writer out there who writes mostly about queer people and gives away all of his content for free. Have fun looking for them.) Anyway—these headers! They scream inclusivity. Or maybe that was the cryptids screaming? — I lost track of what was making noise around hour six.
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