So I’ve already broadcasted this a bit on my social media channels but here’s the lowdown: VULTURES, book one of the SHADOW TWINS trilogy, will be available June 11, 2019! I’m super excited about unleashing the first part of this story upon the world. It’s been a pet project of …
The title of this really says it all. I listen to a lot of shit when I’m working out at the gym, walking around the neighborhood, or driving someplace. Often times, when I’m thinking of a scene, a collection of scenes, or the general tone of story I’m working on, …
Today I’m going to be talking more about the evolution of SHADOW TWINS, specifically its plot and characters, which I touched on briefly in my previous post regarding the story’s inspiration and influences PLOT I can only say so much about the plot without spoiling the story. The original idea …
So I’ve been doing some more concept art for SHADOW TWINS, this time with the idea of splitting the story into two parts. Here’s the cover for SHADOW TWINS: VULTURES. I would love to use this if I self-pub or if my book gets picked up by a small or traditional …
I have always wanted to do a series of posts detailing my writing process, but until now I didn’t feel confident in doing so. SHADOW TWINS has come a long way since its conception as THE FORGER; it’s a project I’m extremely passionate about. I have seen it grow from …
Last year I wrote a post detailing my early years as a writer and the sense of entitlement I illogically and undeservedly harbored. A lot has happened since then and I felt it not exactly necessary but perhaps semi-cathartic to write something functioning as a reflection on and an addendum …
PUSS originally appeared in issues 14 and 15 of SANITARIUM MAGAZINE as CRINKLEPUSS and FRANKENPUSS. The story (or stories) were written to suggest the protagonist or POV character as being a bit different than most people. It is still, to this day, the single most unnerving story I feel I’ve …
A huge part of my writing takes place in my head (duh). What I mean by that is imagining the world in which my stories take place. One of the ways I do this is by roughing out the images that come to mind. Sometimes it’s part of the story, …
If Liosene was called the Hand of God, then the South Step slums—in all their shit and grime—were the middle finger. The giant “fuck you” to the people who aspired to go about their days without the fear of being murdered, beaten, raped, or some awful combination of the three. …