That’s me setting up about an hour before last Saturday’s FCBD signing at Comix Connection in York, PA. Although you can’t tell it, I am smiling. Continue reading
End of the Road
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24 Hours After Kindle
I own somewhere between 2,000 and 3,000 books. Hardcover, paperback, trade paperback, and graphic novels. I’m a book snob. I love the smell, the feel, the experience. I like sitting in my chair, sipping bourbon and smoking a cigar and reading a book — and then looking up at all my other books. As a result, although my books are sold across digital platforms, I’ve always resisted taking the e-book plunge.
24 hours ago, I received a Kindle Paperwhite as a gift . . . Continue reading
On Marriage Equality
I rarely allow the public to see things on my private Facebook page (which is why I have this public page instead) but I’m copying and pasting something I wrote for my private page, because it needs to be said: Continue reading
25 Years in Four Colors
Ned and Bill in 1988
If you’ve read Ghoul, then you’ve pretty much read about how I grew up — just minus the monsters. As a kid in York County, PA, I had two options for buying comic books.
The first option was the Spring Grove newsstand. I bought my first 3 comics there at the age of five (they were Captain America, The Defenders, and Kamandi).
Subliminal Marketing
Last year, I was absolutely transfixed by Felix Baumgartner’s skydive from the edge of space. Indeed, while filling out a questionnaire for perspective jurors recently, when asked to name my three biggest heroes, I listed my Dad, the Chinese protestor who blocked that column of tanks in Tiananmen Square, and Felix Baumgartner. Red Bull has combined the footage from Felix’s jump, music by The Roots, and the line “The only limit is the one you set yourself” into the commercial below. I’ve seen it a dozen or so times over the last week (usually on Adult Swim). Today, at the grocery store, I bought two 4-packs of Red Bull — something I haven’t purchased since my heart attack almost two years ago. Subliminal? I don’t know. But I know I bought it and discovered that Red Bull still gives me heartburn…
On Writing Full-Time (circa 2013)
As promised, what follows is the speech I gave to Borderlands Boot Camp at Towson University last weekend. I was asked to talk about how to make a living as a full-time writer — the perils, pitfalls, and silver linings. So I did. This is not a transcript, so not included here are the mid-speech digressions and the Q&A afterward (which delved more into self-publishing and, oddly, stalkers). Continue reading
Entombed and Elder Statesmen
I’m honored to learn that ENTOMBED was named Best Novel of 2012 in the 3rd Annual Occult Detective Awards. Entombed is available in paperback right here (digital editions are forthcoming).
Elsewhere on the Internet, Decibel (one of my favorite reads) quoted me in a feature article about John Skipp. You can read it here. And props to Decibel and Shawn Macomber for this new column about metal and literature, which I’ve been wishing somebody would write on a regular basis since the mid-80′s.
The Centre Cannot Hold…
I meant to write a long Blog entry about yesterday’s atrocity, and the subsequent media coverage, but I have to make a six-hour drive down to West Virginia tonight and bring my 86-year old Grandma back to visit for the holidays, so these brief musings I posted via social media will have to suffice. Continue reading
More Than Man's Best Friend
Epitaph to a Dog by Sir William Watson (with thanks to Laird Barron for sharing it with me)
His friends he loved. His fellest earthly foes –
Cats — I believe he did but feign to hate.
My hand will miss the insinuated nose,
Mine eyes that tail that wagged contempt at Fate.
Sam passed away this evening. If you’ve read my books, then you know him as Sanchez from Scratch, Samhain from Clickers vs. Zombies, as himself in various Hail Saten volumes and the meta-fictional The Girl on the Glider, and of course, his starring role in Dark Hollow as Big Steve. Continue reading
Autumn and the Cabal (Musings on Friendship, Time, Writing, and Costs)
This past weekend, some friends and I flew out to Colorado to visit Tom Piccirilli. These are the thoughts that have been bumping around in my head since returning home — some fairly lengthy musings about friendship, time, writing, and life. Some folks dig those type of Blog entries and some folks don’t. So I’ll just hide it under this cut tag—–> Continue reading