I have been remiss. I haven’t blogged since the end of April. In fairness, I was caught up in the end-of-school year wind-down, a trip to Alabama to care for my mother-in-law who had her knee replaced, and my daughter’s sixteenth birthday festivities. June is always a marathon to the prize at the finish line: the lazy, unscheduled days of July. However, another thing happened. An amazing thing. My story “The Short Straw” was published in Gutwrench Journal last week. I am over the moon about this development and honored to be a part of an amazing group of authors whose work is featured in this fantastic anthology. Many thanks to Daniel Lamb and Benji Carr for including my work in their labor or love and for being generally awesome. I hope you enjoy this little tale.
Well, I did it. I read an excerpt from my short story “The Short Straw” at the April Southern Nightmares Reading Series event. I was honored to read with such amazing talent and to be a part of this awesome monthly event, but I also wanted to throw up. I’ve never read my work in a public forum and these writers – these amazing writers – have books and agents and stuff. I read from a Google Doc print out.
But…I survived. And I LOVED it! It was an enjoyable, rich, memorable experience, and I felt like a real writer. I know, I know. I am a real writer, but you know what I mean. So, I broke the seal, and next time…I might only be slightly nauseous.
I am a dark speculative fiction writer and have loved monsters since I can remember. Just not all of them.
I love the misfits, the disenfranchised, and ones on the edges of things. I love the underdogs, the misunderstood, and the rebels. I love the unloved. Always have. Always will.
And now, I write about them. A too small boy who is picked on but gets his revenge. A lost young woman whose innocence was stolen, but designs a reality she can live in. A child who loses her beloved mother, only to get her back…as a ghost.
These monsters I love. Join me and meet them.