New Horror Story: You Only Live Once

When the body dies, the soul should be free to leave.

But what if the soul gets trapped? What if it’s left inside to listen…to think…to plot revenge…

What if it manages to bring the body back?

You Only Live Once, the brand-new horror short by yours truly, is available now from Amazon and Smashwords.

Horror Manga: Like I Need Another Hobby

Since I stumbled onto Hell Yeah Horror Manga a few days ago, I can’t stop thinking about Japanese horror. North America has nothing on the Japanese in terms of visual horror impact.

To illustrate my point:


“Fushigi no Tatari-chan”


“Corpse Party Blood Covered”


“I Am a Hero”

Even taken completely out of context, as these are, they’re immediately effective. (Tell me at least one of these won’t show up in your dreams tonight…)

I read horror comics when I was a kid, and “normal” comics when I got older. It’s been a while, but I’m getting the urge to pick up the habit again.

Any recommendations?

“What does this say?” is my new mantra. Thanks, Ms. Nine, for the insight.
Reblogged at sniderwriter.com

Nine Writes

You’re not new to writing.  You’ve been writing most of your life.  Everybody writes, even if it’s only a to-do list.  My granddaughter is only four and she writes her name followed by all the letters she’s learned so far.  She hands me her completed page and asks, “Grandma, what does this say?” What does this say?  Indeed, when the writer wants the reader to find meaning in her written word, a loop is formed.  The reader and the writer are one and the same.

Finding meaning is a scary prospect.   What does your writing mean to you?  Is writing a requirement for your day job?  What do you need to write?  A report?  A progress note? An invoice?  A manifest?  If you don’t want to ask the reader what does this say, then your writing becomes an artifact, a crumb in the continuum of man’s time on…

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New Story in the Works

I’m editing my newest horror story tonight. It should be ready and up by this weekend sometime. This is my favourite part of writing: when it’s almost ready for you guys to read. It’s like watching someone open something you bought them; half the fun is had by the person who knows what’s in the box.

Things I need:
-an image of a coffin that isn’t stupid
-a few more hours of editing work
-a strong cup of coffee

Keep an eye out this weekend for the new piece. It…goes in a new direction from my other stories (WINK), and I’m pretty happy with it.

In the meantime, check out my previous stories:

Needles & Pins

Feed

What’s Inside

Overtime

Mr Buster’s Bodies

Dump Room

Better Fat Than Dead

Double Creature, which contains the shorts ‘Screee’ and ‘Boogeyman’

Dark Side: Seven Repulsive Stories

A Counterintuitive Solution

I figured out why I was having problems meeting my daily word quotas.

It wasn’t hard enough.

I’m a hugely competitive person, and I tend to only really enjoy things that at first seem insurmountable. Looking back, I think I set my initial word goals too low. I had decided on an arbitrary number, that I knew I could accomplish, so as not to get frustrated and give up.

Instead, the opposite happened: it was too easy to reach my goal, which made my subconscious decide it was not worth doing. Something done by rote becomes boring, and what’s the point of doing something boring?

Way to screw me, Brain.

SO: my solution is to increase the number of words I expect out of myself. I’ve set my new goal at nearly double what it was before, and it seems to be working. Suddenly my brain is processing it as Shit! That’s a lot of words! Better work harder! and the ideas are back. The numbers are back.

Since there’s a worry now that I can’t possibly reach my new goal every day, I have to try harder, which makes me focus more.

My tip of the day: write scared.