Monday, May 30, 2016

Great Week-end!

It has been a great and productive week-end. My newest short story, written for an anthology of tales set in ye Punktown world of Jeffrey Thomas, has just been accepted. My other new story, set in New York's Red Hook district, has also been accepted for a forthcoming anthology. I don't write that many urban horror stories, but I really enjoy'd working on these. I made one major error in my Punktown tale, by giving a Choom rows of needle-sharp fangs--so as ye can see in ye illo there, they don't have fangs at all. 
I'm still having trouble getting into ye swing of writing stories for my next two books--a collection of Clarh Ashton Smith-inspired stories that I will be working on with Henry Vester (each of us writing our own individual tales) and new stories for a second Enoch Coffin collection  that I'll be working on with Jeffrey Thomas. I think I've been too distracted with other things, but after to-day's big social doings (S. T. Joshi's annual Memorial Day Cook-out), I'm gonna chill, stay at home and get to serious work. 

I do have two books ready for publication, but both (I expect) won't be out until sometime next year. One is a complete novel set in Lovecraft's dreamlands that I co-wrote with my buddy David Barker; & ye other is a solo collection of my bestnewest work, coming out late next year from Centipede Press. As far as anthologies go, Paula Guran's MAMMOTH BOOK OF CTHULHU is just out, and my story therein is a kind of love-letter to Lovecraft's home town. I'll have a new Sesqua Valley story in an anthology of tales featuring ye legend of Gla'aki. S. T. Joshi's sequel to his fabulously popular A MOUNTAIN WALKED anthology--THE RED BRAIN: GREAT TALES OF THE CTHULHU MYTHOS--will be a book of new, all-original work, for which I have written a very strange story call'd "Pickman's Lazarus". Ye newest volume in S. T.'s legendary BLACK WINGS series should be out any day now, containing a tale of mine set in Arkham. And I have written one of my oddest stories for S. T.'s non-Lovecraftian anthology, NIGHTMARE'S REALM, to be publish'd later this year by Dark Renaissance Books. We have much weird fiction to look forward to!


Sunday, May 15, 2016

Oy, whut a night...


Last night was one of the worst in my entire life. I am prone to be mindless in social settings, which is why I prefer to stay home and be alone. When it comes to trying to find places that I have been to only once, it is often impossible, I get lost so easily when driving and have absolutely no sense of direction. I got dressed up, did an extra-careful makeup, and drove to S. T. Joshi's pad, where his charming wife Mary made us one of ye finest meals I have ever eaten (she is a magnificent cook). Then I drove S. T. to the church were his choral group was to practice for a couple hours before that evening's performance. It was in a part of town I hadn't ever been to, and after dropping him off I got bloody turned around and lost while trying to find my way back to his house, where I was to hang-out with Mary until concert time, then drive her to the concert, and afterwards drive them to the airport for their midnight flight. It took me a wretchedly long time to find my way to Mary, only to find a note on the door saying that she had gone ahead and driven herself to the concert and would see me there! Their neighbor Jim's wife also performs in the singing group, so I had him call Mary and tell her that I would just stay at their place until they returned from the concert, as I didn't want to risk getting lost again trying to find the church. Ye neighbor let me into the house, where I sat for over an hour and completely read ye new E.O.D. mailing and read ye liner notes (in the form of a three page interview with S. T.) on the new record featuring S. T.'s reading of five Clark Ashton Smith poems. The record is from Cadabra Records and in available on vinyl only, in three different colours! S. T.'s reading is superb--but his own phonograph doesn't play ye 45 RPM speed, so he hasn't been able to listen to his own copy of ye 45. 


They finally got home and were very sweet about my pathetic getting lost and not attending ye concert. The important ting was that I would be able to drive them to the airport for their night flight. Perhaps fearing that I wou'd get lost on ye way to the airport, Mary offer'd to drive us there, and I happily agreed, It felt rather weird being a passenger in my own car--but we made excellent time. It had been a very long day for me, and being social tends to weary me, so I was tired driving home from the airport--and naturally I got lost. The way that I thought was the road ye direct way to Martin Luther King Jr Way and my neighborhood turned out not to be. But I finally did arrive, and although I was near-to-death with exhaustion, I couldn't sleep until I had listen'd to S. T.'s reading on ye 45 disc. I over-slept and thus missed going to church this morning, whut really bummed me out. I love going to Sacrament Meeting. 

So I've been taking a lot of naps to-day, but just can't feel fully awake or alert, and that means working on new fiction is out of the question, because when writing I need all my mental facilities working. I told myself that I would be totally non-social for months--but actually, Mary and S. T. are having their memorial cook-out on ye 30th--so I'll be gong to that. But after that, I return to seclusion!



Friday, May 13, 2016

Things Be Slow

I keep hoping ye new books that shou'd have been releas'd will appear on my doorstep so that I can discuss and promote yem here--but they continue to be delay'd. I believe, although I am not certain, that there will be changes implemented in PS Publishing's LOVECRAFT ILLUSTRATED series. The first nine volumes have each featur'd a single Lovecraft story, new Introductions by S. T. Joshi, and a number of features following Lovecraft's texts. Future volumes may include more than one Lovecraft story in a single volume; and one of ye next volumes may be my favourite Lovecraft Work, The Case of Charles Dexter Ward. When I know for certain about the series and possible changes, I'll let y'all know. It has been a fabulous series thus far, and I am thrill'd to be a part of it.

Ye other book that continues to be delay'd in David E. Schultz's annotated edition of H. P. Lovecraft's Fungi from Yuggoth, whut will be releas'd in a handsome hardcover edition and include 40 new illustrations by Jason C. Eckhardt. I was really hoping that ye book wou'd be releas'd this month, but now the release date is listed as "July". 


Still no copy of Black Wings V, whut is supposedly to be leas'd this month. I little confus'd that a signed-by-all-authors slipcase edition is for sale, as I don't recall signing any signature sheets for such an edition--but my mind has been malfunctioning of ate, so who knows...??? The other Joshi anthology that I am really looking forward to is The Red Brain and Other Cthulhu Mythos Tales, an anthology of new original Mythos tales that S. T. has edited for Dark Regions Press, to be publish'd in trade pb format. My story therein is, I think, one of my better recent efforts, "Pickman's Lazarus". 

S. T. has also edited a non-Lovecraftian anthology, ye title of which now escapes me, for which I have written an extremely bizarre story. Oh, I believe the book is call'd Nightmare's Realm and will be publish'd by either Dark Regions Press or, as their final title before the press goes into extinction, Dark Renaissance Books. My story of 2,870 words is call'd "The Barrier Between"--whut does sound bloody Lovecraftian, I admit.

I have finish'd a story set in Red Hook that is a wee follow-up to Lovecraft's "The Horror at Red Hook," for an anthology called The Heroes of Red Hook. My story, now accepted for ye book, is around 2,550 words & call'd "A Gentleman of Darkness". 

Being a writer is the thing I love most in life. I feel extremely fortunate to be able to have such an active creative life as I hobble toward old age. I have good good friends to hobble along with, I'll be having dinner with S. T. and Mary tomorrow afternoon, & then I hang out with Mary for two hours as S. T. practices with his choral group--and then Mary and I attend that evening's choral performance. Directly after that I drive Mary and S. T. to ye airport. That reminds me, I need to clean out my car!


Changes at YouTube now make it difficult for me to record vlogs, and so I have completely stopped. It sucks, cos I really enjoy'd doing them, and it was great when I had friends over who could join with me and chat about HPL. Below is an old vlog from 2014.