I wrote things about death again. I will probably continue to do so, so no surprises or anything.
My latest on Grunge, please enjoy!
Hello again! It’s been a while, but I knew you’d come back eventually. I’ve been here, tending to my campfire. You don’t remember where you are, do you? You probably woke up and just found yourself here, right?
Well, that’s okay. Don’t worry, I’ll stay with you until the sun comes up, and then you’ll get right back where you came from. Let me pass the time for you with another story.
Anatomy of a meme
I’ve never claimed to be any sort of expert on comedy, but I have written it on a freelance basis for about a decade. I’m not nearly as good at it as some of my cohorts out there, as about half of my jokes fall flat, but I am usually able to explain why a joke is funny and where the humor comes from in it.
Other Gods update
Quick news — Other Gods, my book of stories so scary, the press won’t even review it (go on and look, I’ll wait), is now exclusive to Kindle in eBook format.
The bad news is that Other Gods, my collection of short stories so terrifying, the Government is unwilling to acknowledge it, is no longer available on Nook, Kobo, or Apple Books. (It might still be very briefly if you check, like, right now.)
The good news is that Other Gods, an anthology of stories so chilling that Hollywood executives refuse to adapt them for television or film, will very soon be available in the Kindle Owner’s Lending Library and on Kindle Unlimited. Probably in like 24 hours.
Other Gods, a compilation of tales so frightening that only some people have been brave enough to read it, is still available in paperback for a new price of $9.99 on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and wherever books are sold. The price update may not have rolled out everywhere just yet, so if it still shows $10.99, just hold tight. Or buy it anyway!
The Process is the Product
One of my favorite movies of the past decade is Beyond the Black Rainbow, directed and written by Panos Cosmatos, who you might know for his big film of 2018, Mandy.
In the film, a 1960s group of metaphysical researchers start a compound where they study psychic phenomenon. By the time the film picks up in 1983, this has gone terribly awry.
One of my favorite TV shows, Lost, follows a similar theme. One major plot of the show has The Dharma Initiative, a bunch of hippie scientists, come to the unnamed island in the 60s to do tests on electromagnetic anomalies. And, of course, it falls apart in the early to mid 90s.
5 years to the day before I was born, a man named Jim Jones convinced the citizens of a town he created, Jonestown, in northern Guyana, to take their own lives. Originally, he and his followers started a peaceful commune, but it quickly became a religious cult due to Jones’ paranoia.
These are stories that fascinate me.
In the past, I likely would have put this on another blog, but this is the only one I’ve got now, so if you’re just here for the spooky stories, I apologize.
Recently, I’ve gone through a sea change when it comes to social media. In the past, I was optimistic. It lets me keep in touch with that cool guy from my old job! It’s a good way to network with other writers! It’s a nice way to connect with my remote co-workers! My mom can tag me in cute ferret pictures!
Lately, though, I just feel like social media is a bit of an albatross weighing society down. Let me share why.
He Turned to Me and Spoke
This was originally on Reddit’s nosleep board, but the mods took it down because it was “non-horror”. I think it pretty clearly is horror, but it seems they’re strict on stuff with comedy elements. Oh well. Enjoy it here!
I haven’t done a creepy glitch article in a while (because Max Yezpitelok and I turned the internet upside down and shook it for a while to make sure we had all of them), so I apologize to all the YouTubers and cheap content mills who can’t rip them off.
I was (finally) sitting down to play Fallout 4, though, and I encountered something quite weird. I was doing the mission in the Railroad quest chain where you break into the Cambridge Police Station and steal a vertibird from the Brotherhood of Steel. If you haven’t played this game, that’s all gibberish, but it’s not important.
I rounded a corner to go up some stairs when one of the NPCs for the quest uh… bugged out.
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