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Injection of life
Hi, all, posting on a Saturday after weeks of silence because time is a construct and the world is on fire and who needs schedules anyway, ha ha ha ha ha… I’m attending (virtually, obviously) Flights of Foundry this weekend and holy bazoly are conventions necessary for me to exist as a writer. Norwescon is…
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Marching forward
…because it’s March. Yep. Here’s what’s going on for me at the midway mark of this month: Finished freelance editing project that has been looming over me like a really tall guy with no sense of personal space (it wasn’t that bad, but I had crisis after crisis the moment it hit my plate—remember to…
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Back on schedule
Sorry about the unexpected hiatus—I had to take a short mental health break for a while after a stressful event that turned out okay but was frightening at the time. The problem with even short breaks is the backlog piles up, especially when you’re juggling multiple commitments, but this runaway train is finally starting to…
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Highlights from the 2019 Bram Stoker Awards® Preliminary Ballot
If you haven’t heard, the Horror Writers Association (HWA) has released the 2019 Bram Stoker Awards preliminary ballot. What it is An annual award for superior achievement in horror writing, named after Bram Stoker. Categories are as follows: Superior Achievement in a Novel Superior Achievement in a First Novel Superior Achievement in a Young Adult…
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Horror books 2020
Last year, I almost didn’t hit my Goodreads Reading Challenge goal. The reason: podcasts. I got so hooked on podcasts (My Favorite Murder being the primary culprit) that I didn’t listen to audiobooks. Most of my reading is done over audio (other folks with ADHD—I love audiobooks because they allow me to multitask, which I…
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Self care as a horror lover
To continue discussion of self care from my previous post, I want to talk a little bit about how being a horror fan (and specifically a horror writer) can sometimes cause problems. Horror is booby trapped. Earlier this week I finished A Head Full of Ghosts by Paul Tremblay. It destroyed me. I couldn’t sleep…

