Long time no post, so let’s catch up with my latest published and upcoming fiction in 2019: Neurons Lost and Found, the Temporally Deactivated anthology from Zombies Need Brains (see photo. Not the kitten, the book, duh). Pawn to the Queen, – Cirsova Fall issue. Pale Rider, Alternative Apocalypse anthology. Games of Angry Children,… Continue reading Fall 2019: Published and Upcoming Fiction
It’s been a long time since I last updated this, so what better way to revive this poor neglected blog but with a post about my upcoming publications for 2019? So, here goes: “Neurons Lost and Found,” Temporarily Deactivated anthology from Zombies Need Brains. (Summer 2019) “Pawn to the Queen,” Cirsova, Fall issue. (A Nedjem… Continue reading May 2019: Upcoming Fiction
Some stories hold a special place in their creators’ hearts. “Ghostly Serenades by the Nile” is one of those. It first came to life from the challenges of the much-missed Liberty Halls forums, and after a few rewrites it found a good home in New Myths. What I loved most about this story was how… Continue reading Stay a While, and Listen (to a Cat tale)
So. 2018 hasn’t been good on my health so far, and I’ve neglected this poor blog. So let’s catch up, first with a round-up of this year’s published and upcoming short fiction. The Drowned Man’s Kiss, Pseudopod/Artemis Rising 4 Requiem, Nature: Futures (also translated in Arabic here). Pinch of Chaos, The (Dis)ability Short Story anthology… Continue reading 2018 So Far: Published and Upcoming Fiction
In honor of Mr. Poe’s birthday, I’ll leave here my homage to him that I scribbled years ago, and may he happily spin in his grave. “On a skillet hot and greasy, cooking eggs just over-easy, Adding bacon and sausage, breakfast for my sweet Lenore, By my stove I’m almost napping, suddenly there was a… Continue reading On This Day of the Birth of Master Poe
This past years has been a relatively good one. Not great, but definitely not the horror that were 2014 and especially 2015. I’ve put to rest several furry and feathered friends, and some of those losses haven’t hit me with their full impact yet. But since the Universe abhors a vacuum, we have a total… Continue reading Goodbye, 2017, and thanks for all the kittens
Some stories hurt more than others to write. A story that opens with the death of a beloved cat is, for me, quite painful to write. And yet, in a sense, liberating. Catharsis, if you will, for crossing the deepest despair of such a loss to emerge from it pained and scarred but alive is… Continue reading A Pinch of Chaos over a Doughnut
