Old Man Winter
This is the perfect time to get cozy under a blanket and read a great book. What with the frigid cold and wind and rain and snow and sleet, why be outside? Take cover, people! The Old Man has arrived and he won't be going away anytime soon. There will be plenty of time to put on the pounds over the final days of December, work them off in January and February, and fit back into those denims just in time for March. Until then, READ. Let an author take you away to another world, one where the characters are far worse off than you are.
That's what I'll be doing anyway, reading, and finishing the title story to my upcoming anthology Blue Collar Diesel. I'm no longer in its vacuum. I know where its going. And the light at the end of this tunnel doesn't look very bright for the protagonist. In fact, it's quite dim. I think I'll share some of it next week. The plan is to have it ready by then. But the day job has called and its shouting is far louder than I'd expected. And I've responded. I had to. Unlike my books, it puts the food on the table. It'll slow down in January, allowing me to get back to my writing routine. Until then, it's about filling my soul with my family in the little spare time I do have. Because that is life my friends, and it's far greater than any piece of fiction I'll ever write.
My latest novel, Autumn Dark, was well received over at The Scary Reviews. I've linked the review to this blog at the bottom.
We'll talk again next week. Until then, take care of each other and be kind to strangers. You never know what they're going through.
Listening To: NIN Hesitation Wounds
Reading: Darkness on the Edge of Town by Brian Keene. (I'm halfway through and was inspired to buy Darjeeling Tea. It's important to the story. If you're curious as to why, get the book. Get the tea first and sip it while you read it.)
Watching: Nothing. No time. But I did watch House of 1000 Corpses last night and loved it just as much as I did the first time, especially Grandpa Hugo. What a creep!