As always, I have a lot of writing projects going on at once, though I am taking a new approach by only allowing myself to dedicate time to two specific projects rather than three or four as I usually do. For me, that just doesn't work. It's too difficult to spent the proper time with each project and then one gets terribly neglected and forgotten about. Could you imagine having four children and completely forgetting about one of them? You'd probably leave the poor thing in a shopping cart somewhere, and then what?
A world of pain, that's what.
Two at a time works fine with me. I'm still working on Stronger Than Hate and I have begun the second draft of Through the In Between, Hell Awaits in hopes that I have the manuscript ready for a novel length competition with an April deadline. So far I'm impressed with my own work, but then again I'm biased. It's quite a violent and bizarre story, and I'm curious as to how it will be perceived. I hope to work out a PDF--something I've never done before--of the second draft and send it to a few beta readers while I'm toiling away on the third draft. I've never done that before with novel length work. I really don't know how many people will be interested, but any feedback will help, and I want to get this thing polished before submitting to the comp.
Stronger Than Hate is coming along nicely. I passed the 40K mark last week. I didn't think this novella was going to make it past 30K, but it has feet and it's running wild. I think it's becoming out of control enough to finally end, but who knows. The shit's really hitting the fan for my protagonists.
I have so many stories that need to be written, but I just don't have the time. There are folks out there who pop out five plus books a year, but that's not me. It's a slow process that cannot be rushed. After having a novella rejected a while back, I was given the opportunity to re-write it into a novel. It's not a sure thing as far as being published with said press, but it's something I will be working on as soon as I am finished with one of the two projects I'm currently working on. If I try and take on three projects someone is going to be left in the shopping cart at the store, and I don't want that to happen.
Cheers!
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Monday, December 26, 2011
X-mas and Other Stuff
Been a while since I posted here. Shame on me.
Just had a fantastic Christmas. Three days that were so full with family, good food, good cheer, and opening gifts that it's all a blur. The house is still a semi-mess from our Christmas Eve party. My 2 (almost 3) year old son had a blast. Such a drastic change from last Christmas. I hope everyone out there had an equally great holiday.
That being said, I got some cool stuff. Cassette tapes (yes, I still listen to those in the car), Joe Hill's Heart Shaped Box (been looking forward to reading that one), clothes and other things too numerous to list. I also got a Kindle touch, something I was almost certain I would never get because I was so adamantly against e-readers when they came out, fearing that their presence would mark the end of the paper book, which, for a variety of reasons, I don't believe is going to happen (that's fodder for another post).
My parents bought the kindle for me and my mother had already had it linked to her amazon page, so it had several books on it. Stuff she reads like Danielle Steele that I'll never read, however two books containing novellas I wrote were on the Kindle. I kept those ones so I could read the other authors (yes, I have print copies, but this is a great way to begin my Kindle experience). I also went on amazon and bought a few books, most of them only a buck. You can't beat that with a dead rat.
I finally read Craig Saunders' Scarecrow from our book Scarecrow and the Madness. An excellent read. Craig has a fluid style and weaves a masterful story of an ill fated meeting with a band of gypsies. I appreciated the bits of humor here and there, which makes me look forward to his Grand Mal release, of which, if I'm not mistaken, is a humorous tale. Craig is a pal of mine, and also a writer who will always be on my radar.
I bid you all farewell. I have a Kindle that needs to be broken in, and there are stories to be written.
Cheers!
Just had a fantastic Christmas. Three days that were so full with family, good food, good cheer, and opening gifts that it's all a blur. The house is still a semi-mess from our Christmas Eve party. My 2 (almost 3) year old son had a blast. Such a drastic change from last Christmas. I hope everyone out there had an equally great holiday.
That being said, I got some cool stuff. Cassette tapes (yes, I still listen to those in the car), Joe Hill's Heart Shaped Box (been looking forward to reading that one), clothes and other things too numerous to list. I also got a Kindle touch, something I was almost certain I would never get because I was so adamantly against e-readers when they came out, fearing that their presence would mark the end of the paper book, which, for a variety of reasons, I don't believe is going to happen (that's fodder for another post).
My parents bought the kindle for me and my mother had already had it linked to her amazon page, so it had several books on it. Stuff she reads like Danielle Steele that I'll never read, however two books containing novellas I wrote were on the Kindle. I kept those ones so I could read the other authors (yes, I have print copies, but this is a great way to begin my Kindle experience). I also went on amazon and bought a few books, most of them only a buck. You can't beat that with a dead rat.
I finally read Craig Saunders' Scarecrow from our book Scarecrow and the Madness. An excellent read. Craig has a fluid style and weaves a masterful story of an ill fated meeting with a band of gypsies. I appreciated the bits of humor here and there, which makes me look forward to his Grand Mal release, of which, if I'm not mistaken, is a humorous tale. Craig is a pal of mine, and also a writer who will always be on my radar.
I bid you all farewell. I have a Kindle that needs to be broken in, and there are stories to be written.
Cheers!
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Rooting for the Bad Guy
I just can't connect with any of your characters. I didn't find your protagonist "likable". In the end, I really didn't care what happened to your protagonist. There was no one in this story to root for.
Do you consider any of these things while reading a book or short story? Do you?
I don't.
Perhaps I'm an anomaly, again, but I have no other criteria for reading fiction other than: is this a good story? I don't ask myself whether or not it is a good story because that will make itself clear when I continue to read and enjoy the story. I don't ask questions, I just read. I like well developed characters, of course. That's what makes a story breathe, and if a story can't breathe, people will lose interest. Two dimensional characters can sink a potentially great story quicker than the Titanic. But do those well developed characters have to be traditionally good and evil? Does the "good" character--the protagonist--have to be likable?
I don't think so.
This is a subject I tread upon from time to time mainly because a good portion of my work deals with unlikable protagonists, and I have had my fair share of rejections stating that those very protagonists that one cannot feel sympathy for is just reason for passing on a story. And it is--it's their publication after all, they can reject stories for what ever reason they want to. The question of whether people would read stories based upon something bad happening to an unsympathetic and sometimes evil protagonist turned into the anthology Malicious Deviance, of which hasn't sold very well at all, unfortunately. Maybe the poor sales is the answer to my question. With a subtitle like: Stories About Bad People, perhaps potential customers are being led away for fear that they might enjoy a piece of fiction focusing on characters they don't "like". I'm glad I did the anthology, and, of course, I would love to see it pick up steam, but... That waits to be seen.
The crux of this post, however, is more or less the question of whether the masses could ever divulge themselves in a plot that centered around a person they would scoot away from on a bus or cross the street to avoid if faced with in public? Could the masses enjoy a tale that depicted the struggles of someone who is more than merely flawed, but down right criminal? Or would that type of protagonist have to go through a complete transformation for the story to appeal to the general populace?
It's an interesting question. If one has to be able to "feel" for the protagonist, or "care" about what happens to said protagonists, then I would have to assume that a book centering on a problem and solution in the case of a dastardly man or woman would be very popular within prisons, and, at best, would only be mildly popular in society amongst deviant low-lifes and politicians. But what if the story is beautifully written from top to bottom, and the story, at its core, is one that the majority of people could really enjoy ... if only that damn protagonist wasn't so BAD! Because I love the story, but I HATE that bastard of a main character. How the hell did that slimy snake ever get the lead role in this amazing story in the first place?
Because bad people have stories too. It's as simple as that, yet I don't think that kind of story will receive the popular vote. Although there are always anomalies, and I'm certain there are great examples of this type of tale receiving critical acclaim--I'm just therapeutically spouting off my thoughts here; I really couldn't be bothered with researching such tales, but I will have to do so at some point if for nothing else than to stifle my curiosity.
That being said, I think the idea of writing a story that sympathetically centers on the feelings, trials and tribulations of a child molester, rapist, or deviant of such heinous crimes is not acceptable. But take heed to the wording of that statement. I'm talking about sympathy here. The closing story in Malicious Deviance is a real doozie--one that I almost rejected because the subject matter was so vile, yet after much consideration I realized that the author merely walked to the edge of the taboo pond and dipped a toe, gaining just enough nastiness to create a powerful and thought provoking story about the horrors of human power harnessed and used for evil. There's not a good person in the bunch, but the story works very effectively.
I struggle with the subject of likable characters because so many of mine are heavily flawed. Or maybe I just like writing through the perspective of the bad guy. I'm not sure. I do write a fair amount of traditional stories with likable characters (always flawed, though, because we're all a bit flawed, right?), and I cannot bring myself to consistently write like that, to consciously reject what my mind tells me to write just for the sake of what people generally like. If my story is about a rotten SOB, so be it.
Cheers!
Do you consider any of these things while reading a book or short story? Do you?
I don't.
Perhaps I'm an anomaly, again, but I have no other criteria for reading fiction other than: is this a good story? I don't ask myself whether or not it is a good story because that will make itself clear when I continue to read and enjoy the story. I don't ask questions, I just read. I like well developed characters, of course. That's what makes a story breathe, and if a story can't breathe, people will lose interest. Two dimensional characters can sink a potentially great story quicker than the Titanic. But do those well developed characters have to be traditionally good and evil? Does the "good" character--the protagonist--have to be likable?
I don't think so.
This is a subject I tread upon from time to time mainly because a good portion of my work deals with unlikable protagonists, and I have had my fair share of rejections stating that those very protagonists that one cannot feel sympathy for is just reason for passing on a story. And it is--it's their publication after all, they can reject stories for what ever reason they want to. The question of whether people would read stories based upon something bad happening to an unsympathetic and sometimes evil protagonist turned into the anthology Malicious Deviance, of which hasn't sold very well at all, unfortunately. Maybe the poor sales is the answer to my question. With a subtitle like: Stories About Bad People, perhaps potential customers are being led away for fear that they might enjoy a piece of fiction focusing on characters they don't "like". I'm glad I did the anthology, and, of course, I would love to see it pick up steam, but... That waits to be seen.
The crux of this post, however, is more or less the question of whether the masses could ever divulge themselves in a plot that centered around a person they would scoot away from on a bus or cross the street to avoid if faced with in public? Could the masses enjoy a tale that depicted the struggles of someone who is more than merely flawed, but down right criminal? Or would that type of protagonist have to go through a complete transformation for the story to appeal to the general populace?
It's an interesting question. If one has to be able to "feel" for the protagonist, or "care" about what happens to said protagonists, then I would have to assume that a book centering on a problem and solution in the case of a dastardly man or woman would be very popular within prisons, and, at best, would only be mildly popular in society amongst deviant low-lifes and politicians. But what if the story is beautifully written from top to bottom, and the story, at its core, is one that the majority of people could really enjoy ... if only that damn protagonist wasn't so BAD! Because I love the story, but I HATE that bastard of a main character. How the hell did that slimy snake ever get the lead role in this amazing story in the first place?
Because bad people have stories too. It's as simple as that, yet I don't think that kind of story will receive the popular vote. Although there are always anomalies, and I'm certain there are great examples of this type of tale receiving critical acclaim--I'm just therapeutically spouting off my thoughts here; I really couldn't be bothered with researching such tales, but I will have to do so at some point if for nothing else than to stifle my curiosity.
That being said, I think the idea of writing a story that sympathetically centers on the feelings, trials and tribulations of a child molester, rapist, or deviant of such heinous crimes is not acceptable. But take heed to the wording of that statement. I'm talking about sympathy here. The closing story in Malicious Deviance is a real doozie--one that I almost rejected because the subject matter was so vile, yet after much consideration I realized that the author merely walked to the edge of the taboo pond and dipped a toe, gaining just enough nastiness to create a powerful and thought provoking story about the horrors of human power harnessed and used for evil. There's not a good person in the bunch, but the story works very effectively.
I struggle with the subject of likable characters because so many of mine are heavily flawed. Or maybe I just like writing through the perspective of the bad guy. I'm not sure. I do write a fair amount of traditional stories with likable characters (always flawed, though, because we're all a bit flawed, right?), and I cannot bring myself to consistently write like that, to consciously reject what my mind tells me to write just for the sake of what people generally like. If my story is about a rotten SOB, so be it.
Cheers!
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Ethereal Realm Edits...DONE!
Yes, I finally finished rewrites and edits for my debut novel People of the Ethereal Realm. My editor, Dan Sutter, is brilliant! Very glad to work with him. With the final edits in place he'll give the manuscript a final read through and then it's off to the publisher. Look for it in 2012 from Twisted Library Press.
I elected not to have a dedication page. Something about the dedication page that bothers me. Not sure why. It's fairly traditional to have one, but then the question is who to dedicate the book to and for what reason. I don't know, I may reconsider. I have been throwing around the idea of a thank you page as well, you know, to thank everyone who had a hand in bringing my manuscript to life.
I've also been pondering the promotional side of things. In particular, the sending out of the manuscript for review before the book is published for the purpose of getting a blurb or two for the front and back cover. We did this for Scarecrow and the Madness and it seemed to work out pretty well. It's something I'm seriously considering. I think it helps spread the word from the get go, and in these trying times we need to spread the word like hippies spread the clap.
If you're not thoroughly grossed out by that last comment, I bid you good day.
Cheers!
I elected not to have a dedication page. Something about the dedication page that bothers me. Not sure why. It's fairly traditional to have one, but then the question is who to dedicate the book to and for what reason. I don't know, I may reconsider. I have been throwing around the idea of a thank you page as well, you know, to thank everyone who had a hand in bringing my manuscript to life.
I've also been pondering the promotional side of things. In particular, the sending out of the manuscript for review before the book is published for the purpose of getting a blurb or two for the front and back cover. We did this for Scarecrow and the Madness and it seemed to work out pretty well. It's something I'm seriously considering. I think it helps spread the word from the get go, and in these trying times we need to spread the word like hippies spread the clap.
If you're not thoroughly grossed out by that last comment, I bid you good day.
Cheers!
Monday, November 28, 2011
Shivers of Horror Gives Scarecrow and the Madness...
...3/5 stars.
Not the best review, but when you look at the site you'll notice that Kat is a tough critic and of the most recent reviews three stars is the highest rating.
Of course I'm thrilled that she liked my story, and I think she probably was a bit harsh on Craig's story due to the dialogue that she didn't like. I haven't read Scarecrow yet, so I cannot comment on it, but I have read Craig's work and he's a fantastic writer. I'm proud to share the pages with him. Can't win 'em all. Even considering the kind commentary about The Madness, she still only gave my novella 3/5 stars on its own, so there you have it.
I would still encourage anyone to check out the review HERE. It's not the best we've had, but I gladly take the good with the bad. You can't please everyone.
After reading the review, why don't you see for yourself. Purchase S and the M HERE.
Cheers!
Not the best review, but when you look at the site you'll notice that Kat is a tough critic and of the most recent reviews three stars is the highest rating.
Of course I'm thrilled that she liked my story, and I think she probably was a bit harsh on Craig's story due to the dialogue that she didn't like. I haven't read Scarecrow yet, so I cannot comment on it, but I have read Craig's work and he's a fantastic writer. I'm proud to share the pages with him. Can't win 'em all. Even considering the kind commentary about The Madness, she still only gave my novella 3/5 stars on its own, so there you have it.
I would still encourage anyone to check out the review HERE. It's not the best we've had, but I gladly take the good with the bad. You can't please everyone.
After reading the review, why don't you see for yourself. Purchase S and the M HERE.
Cheers!
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Miscellaneous Musings, Fort Mojave, Gold Mines, and Head Hopping
What do all of these things have in common? Well, they have a lot to do with my trip to Arizona for the Thanksgiving holiday.
In a nutshell, my wife, son and I drove to Fort Mojave, Arizona to have Thanksgiving at my aunt and uncle's house. We stayed there for a few days, ate until we had to bring in the wheelbarrows to roll us out the door, and had an over all good time. Arizona's not the place for me (too hot for most of the year), but it's such a nice change form the miserable city of San Diego I live in.
My wife and I went to Walmart on Thanksgiving night just to laugh at the crowds. We were lucky enough to find a parking spot just as someone pulled out. The lot was filled to capacity. We went in. My jaw dropped. There were DVD displays right at the get go, all of them except one had signs advertising that they were five bucks a pop like that was a screaming deal. That's the regular price. There are always five dollar DVD bins at Walmart. The one exception was a $1.99 display, which was indeed a good deal, but if you ask me, they were pulling the 'ol bait and switch, fooling the masses into thinking five clams was a good deal. People were pulling DVDs out of there like they were going out of style.
At this point, I closed my eyes and listened, and I could hear, faintly, the familiar bah, bah, bah-ing of sheeple. We were herded in like cattle and I was began to feel unease set in. I used to be violently claustrophobic, and crowds like this one tend to bring that horrible feeling of anxiety on in waves. But back to the herds, because there were quite literally herds of people waiting for several displays that were covered by tarps, each of them with a price advertised above of 5, 10, 20, and 30 dollars, yet no one could see what was beneath the tarps. Could have been steaming piles of dog shit and yet they lined up. Could have been a chopping block and a man with an axe and a leather mask, and yet they lined up. Aisles of food were closed off with caution tape behind which were the sheeple waiting for 40" flat screen televisions. A Walmart imp-ployee was giving the herds a sticker with a number (they must have forgot the branding irons at home). I told my wife that Walmart could have constructed a cliff that led into a pit of lava, told the sheeple that there were 40" flat screens on the other side and watched them all leap to their death like lemmings. If I hadn't been so disgusted I would have stuck around to watch the heard let loose as the tarps were pulled from the merchandise.
As we waded through the crazed people all shoving electronics, DVDs, video games, overpriced cheap blanket sets and anything with an "advertised" price into their shopping carts like the stuffing in the turkey they had eaten only hours before, I was only pleased when I realized that I was going to walk out of there and leave it all behind while these foolish sheeple would have to wait in another line just to pay for their goods. We passed the lines as we left the store and the bah, bah, bah-ing turned into "are you in line?", "is this the line?", "she just cut in front of me!", "where's the line?", and such.
On a lighter not, my wife and I went into a town called Nelson to see a gold mine. It was a great tour. I learned a lot about how gold was mined at the turn of the century. Real old west stuff: murder, crooked sheriffs, lowering donkeys in the caverns, cowboys and Indians. There's a lot of history in Nelson, and they're doing a great job of preserving it. Up the road a bit is Penis Valley... Well, that's not the official name, but if you go there you'll know why it has been dubbed as such. Rock formations straight out of an HR Giger painting. Got a good laugh.
Now, onto the head hopping I mention in the title. It's something I'll have to open up a discussion about on a forum at some point in the future. I'm current;y reading Rick Hautala's novel Moon Walker and I can't help but notice the abundant head hopping. I know it was written that way on purpose, but I've been taught that head hopping is evil and should never be done, yet that is the way this book is written. It doesn't bother me at all. I think it works rather well, but I have to wonder what all those people who advocate against head hopping would think if they were to--or have--read this book. What makes it work is that Rick is consistent, and I suppose it's an omniscient point of view, but I can't help but wonder what the consensus is about this style of writing. I'm half way through. It's a good book and it's getting better and better. I'm a very slow reader and I usually have my nose in three or four books at one time, but I'll post a review of Moon Walker when I'm finished.
That's all for now. Hope all my American brothers and sisters had a great Thanksgiving.
Cheers!
In a nutshell, my wife, son and I drove to Fort Mojave, Arizona to have Thanksgiving at my aunt and uncle's house. We stayed there for a few days, ate until we had to bring in the wheelbarrows to roll us out the door, and had an over all good time. Arizona's not the place for me (too hot for most of the year), but it's such a nice change form the miserable city of San Diego I live in.
My wife and I went to Walmart on Thanksgiving night just to laugh at the crowds. We were lucky enough to find a parking spot just as someone pulled out. The lot was filled to capacity. We went in. My jaw dropped. There were DVD displays right at the get go, all of them except one had signs advertising that they were five bucks a pop like that was a screaming deal. That's the regular price. There are always five dollar DVD bins at Walmart. The one exception was a $1.99 display, which was indeed a good deal, but if you ask me, they were pulling the 'ol bait and switch, fooling the masses into thinking five clams was a good deal. People were pulling DVDs out of there like they were going out of style.
At this point, I closed my eyes and listened, and I could hear, faintly, the familiar bah, bah, bah-ing of sheeple. We were herded in like cattle and I was began to feel unease set in. I used to be violently claustrophobic, and crowds like this one tend to bring that horrible feeling of anxiety on in waves. But back to the herds, because there were quite literally herds of people waiting for several displays that were covered by tarps, each of them with a price advertised above of 5, 10, 20, and 30 dollars, yet no one could see what was beneath the tarps. Could have been steaming piles of dog shit and yet they lined up. Could have been a chopping block and a man with an axe and a leather mask, and yet they lined up. Aisles of food were closed off with caution tape behind which were the sheeple waiting for 40" flat screen televisions. A Walmart imp-ployee was giving the herds a sticker with a number (they must have forgot the branding irons at home). I told my wife that Walmart could have constructed a cliff that led into a pit of lava, told the sheeple that there were 40" flat screens on the other side and watched them all leap to their death like lemmings. If I hadn't been so disgusted I would have stuck around to watch the heard let loose as the tarps were pulled from the merchandise.
As we waded through the crazed people all shoving electronics, DVDs, video games, overpriced cheap blanket sets and anything with an "advertised" price into their shopping carts like the stuffing in the turkey they had eaten only hours before, I was only pleased when I realized that I was going to walk out of there and leave it all behind while these foolish sheeple would have to wait in another line just to pay for their goods. We passed the lines as we left the store and the bah, bah, bah-ing turned into "are you in line?", "is this the line?", "she just cut in front of me!", "where's the line?", and such.
On a lighter not, my wife and I went into a town called Nelson to see a gold mine. It was a great tour. I learned a lot about how gold was mined at the turn of the century. Real old west stuff: murder, crooked sheriffs, lowering donkeys in the caverns, cowboys and Indians. There's a lot of history in Nelson, and they're doing a great job of preserving it. Up the road a bit is Penis Valley... Well, that's not the official name, but if you go there you'll know why it has been dubbed as such. Rock formations straight out of an HR Giger painting. Got a good laugh.
Now, onto the head hopping I mention in the title. It's something I'll have to open up a discussion about on a forum at some point in the future. I'm current;y reading Rick Hautala's novel Moon Walker and I can't help but notice the abundant head hopping. I know it was written that way on purpose, but I've been taught that head hopping is evil and should never be done, yet that is the way this book is written. It doesn't bother me at all. I think it works rather well, but I have to wonder what all those people who advocate against head hopping would think if they were to--or have--read this book. What makes it work is that Rick is consistent, and I suppose it's an omniscient point of view, but I can't help but wonder what the consensus is about this style of writing. I'm half way through. It's a good book and it's getting better and better. I'm a very slow reader and I usually have my nose in three or four books at one time, but I'll post a review of Moon Walker when I'm finished.
That's all for now. Hope all my American brothers and sisters had a great Thanksgiving.
Cheers!
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Sludge Factory
How's that for a title? My latest piece of writing came out like something produced from a sludge factory, and I was foolish enough to submit it as a contest entry. Idiot! (For the record, I have no idea what a sludge factory is. It's the title of an Alice in Chains song.)
So, my story entry in the Cafe Doom contest was an epic failure for multiple reasons. Bad writing, embarrassing typos, a tentacled monster (I'm not even a fan of tentacled monsters!), and a rough plot. It was essentially a first draft. Yes, I'd gone over the story once or twice, but I didn't allow enough time to pass between edits and I was too eager to get it done and submitted to the contest. Yet, somehow, one person found it to be the best story of the bunch... Go figure. Perhaps that person misunderstood the guidelines and voted for the three worst instead of the three best.
The story is good , it just needs the proper attention. I think I'm also going to reverse the roles of my characters, and the monster is going to be of my own creation rather than rehashing the tentacles of Lovecraftian lore. I like Lovecraft, but never was a big fan of the tentacled monsters--that's a subject for another blog (because I really believe his horror tales outside of the Cthulhu Mythos were far superior).
The story will live again and be better off for the comments some folks made during the competition, and I very much appreciate the feedback. It helped out a lot.
I've got to get the hell out of this sludge factory!
So, my story entry in the Cafe Doom contest was an epic failure for multiple reasons. Bad writing, embarrassing typos, a tentacled monster (I'm not even a fan of tentacled monsters!), and a rough plot. It was essentially a first draft. Yes, I'd gone over the story once or twice, but I didn't allow enough time to pass between edits and I was too eager to get it done and submitted to the contest. Yet, somehow, one person found it to be the best story of the bunch... Go figure. Perhaps that person misunderstood the guidelines and voted for the three worst instead of the three best.
The story is good , it just needs the proper attention. I think I'm also going to reverse the roles of my characters, and the monster is going to be of my own creation rather than rehashing the tentacles of Lovecraftian lore. I like Lovecraft, but never was a big fan of the tentacled monsters--that's a subject for another blog (because I really believe his horror tales outside of the Cthulhu Mythos were far superior).
The story will live again and be better off for the comments some folks made during the competition, and I very much appreciate the feedback. It helped out a lot.
I've got to get the hell out of this sludge factory!
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