On the Undead, Killer Tattoos, and Midian

Just some updates of what’s been going on cuz I know you’re dying to know cuz I haven’t got in touch for a while and yeah I’m sorry but I’ve been busy take a breath so I’m gonna tell you hold your damn horses….

Since the release of my novel–

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“CHILLING”  “HAUNTING”  “SPIRITUAL”  “ZOMBIES”  “TASTES”  “GOOD”  “WRITTEN”  “VIVID”  “IMPRESSIVE”  “INTELLIGENT”  “BRAINS”  “ACTION”  “PACKED”  “STUNNING”  “LYRICAL”  “GROSSED”  “BURRO”  “TORTURE”  “BELABORING”  “GREATNESS!”

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Ragnarok Publications

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–I’ve been very busy with the promotion of Hungry Ghosts, and to that purpose I’m going to be on tour with over thirty other zombie authors to chat all things undead! I’ll be hosting too, so watch for some guest authors stopping by here. Be sure to get your reservations for…

STARRING: Armand Rosamilia, Kirk Allmond, Shana Festa, Christine Verstraete, Jay Wilburn, Jack Wallen, Chuck Ingersoll, Chris Tucker, Timothy Baker, Claire Riley, T.w. Piperbrook, Stevie Kopas, Melanie Karsak, Rhonda Parrish, Shawn Chesser, Erik Gustafson, Stephen Kozeniewski, Mark Tufo, Julianne Snow, Bryan Cassiday, Todd Brown, Sarah Lyons Fleming, Thomas M. Malafarina-Author, Ian McClellan, Robert Chazz Chute, Peggy Sue Martinez, David P Forsyth, Ted Sterns, Ian Woodhead, John O’Brien, Jaime Johnesee, Rebecca Besser and Alex Laybourne!

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My biggest thrill this year is being selected for inclusion in an anthology based on Clive Barker’s book, Cabal, and his movie, Nightbreed.

COMING 2015 FROM TOR

MIDIAN UNMADE: TALES OF CLIVE BARKER’S NIGHTBREED

Edited by Joseph Nassise and Del Howison

Table of Contents

Foreword by Joseph Nassise
Introduction by Clive Barker
A Return to Midian by Lisa Majewski
Moon Inside by Seanan McGuire
The Night Ray Bradbury Died by Kevin Wetmore
Another Little Piece of My Heart by Nancy Holder
The Kindness of Surrender by Kurt Fawver
The Angel of Isisford by Brian Craddock
Pride by Amber Benson
Button, Button by Ernie Cooper
I Am the Night You Never Speak Of by  C. Robert Cargill
The Devil Until the Credits Roll by Weston Ochse
The Lighthouse of Midian by Ian Rogers
Lakrimay by Nerine Dorman
And Midian Whispered Its Name by Shaun Meeks
Cell of Curtains by Timothy Baker
Tamara by Paul Salamoff
Raphael’s Shroud by Karl Alexander
Wretched by Eddie Brauer
A Monster Among Monsters by Stephen Woodworth and Kelly Dunn
The Jesuit’s Mask by Durand Welsh
Rook by Rob Salem
Collector by David Schow
Bait and Switch by Lilith Saintcrow
The Farmhouse by Christopher Monfette

Yep, that’s me in a book with one of the biggest names in horror on the cover. With his introduction. Which means HE read my story and liked it. When I think about it, I pinch myself and when I don’t wake up I gouge my eye with a dull pencil.

Inside will be my short story, Cell of Curtains: two survivors of the fallen Midian find refuge in a traveling oddities revue–inhuman freaks hiding in plain sight among freakish humans.

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COMING THIS SUMMER FROM

MONSTER INK a novella

Pony is a magical tattooist with Johnny Boy, a Sons of Flesh MC brother, in dire need of a new skin to live. But the prospects of new dead-on meat strolling into the tattoo shop are slim. Time is running out for Johnny Boy when Pony’s oldest friend and MC brother, Feaster, comes through for them. But Feaster has a hidden agenda: revenge. Things get…a little messy.

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AND LEST YOU FORGET OR ARE LOOKING FOR MY PAST WORK HERE ARE

Three killer anthologies from Angelic Knight Press

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2013

From angels to vampires, dragons to wizards, Manifesto brings together twenty-three stories full of action, snark, and unadulterated badassery. A taste from my included story, Front Lines, Big City…

“Oh great big shit snacks. I looked at the mage hobo and his eye cut to me and back to the new threat. The glow on his right hand diminished and his middle finger begin to turn in a small circle.

Both crews began to mumble and Shelley and the little Dragon shouted them to silence.

“Explain yourself Cinnamon,” little Dragon said.

Cin talked fast, trying to save herself and, I’m sure, out for a little vengeance.

“Their mages, you know, from the war, outlaws with a bounty, gotta be about a million a head.” She managed a grin. “Dead or alive.””

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2013

**Mature Audiences Only**

What’s sexy about zombies? 51 authors answered that question with wild, weird, and titillating tales. From love during the apocalypse, to love that goes beyond the grave and back again, to love that well, never dies, you’ll find these pages filled with desires demanding to be fufilled, hungers to be slaked, and lovers who won’t let a little thing like death (or undeath) come between them. Do zombies need sex as much as they need brains? What would you do to bring a lover back from the dead? What if you survived the apocalypse only to find yourself alone and sexually frustrated?

Light some candles, put on some mood music, and cozy up with 50 Shades of Decay. The zombie sexpocalypse has begun.

From my story, Love Stinks…

“In the silence of the house he heard the muted wail of his love. Locked and isolated in this place since her suicide, Stell had yet to eat zombie style. Edwin looked at Jonah and his heart ached for her. He grabbed the corpse’s arms and dragged it through the house, laying it out on the tile of the sauna. Above the island in the kitchen all the knives and saws he needed hung like jagged teeth. Edwin’s baby was starving and he felt honored to prepare her first meal.”

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2o12

The light has failed: the era of man is at its end.
Born of darkness, the creatures of myth, legend, and nightmare have long called the shadows home. Now, with the cruel touch of the sun fading into memory, they’ve returned to claim their rightful place amidst humanity: as its masters.
Fading Light collects 25 monstrous stories by authors new and experienced, in the genres of horror, science fiction, and fantasy, each bringing their own interpretation of what lurks in the dark.

From my first published short story, The Long Death of Day…

“Outside, beyond the reach of the floodlights, I catch glimpses of a smoky shadow occasionally poking out from the leafless bare trees, like it was testing the waters, pulling back at the touch of the light. If it is the same one or more, I can’t say. And what walks or crawls or slithers inside that blackness, I don’t think I want to find out.”

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That’s all folks, friends, and fans!