Rants & Raves
Okay, those of you following this. I know I’ve been away, but I’ve discovered, at least for the moment, blogging just isn’t time-constructive for me. I’ll catch up soon, but in the meantime, but in the end, you’ll just have to follow the insanity on Facebook.
Don’t you just love the peeks of reality that pops in during bouts of insomnia?
Well, after a long internal debate, I’ve decided to found another writing group. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll still be an active part of the Colorado Springs Fiction Writer’s Group, but I feel it’s time for a more aggressive change. Where the CSFWG focuses on making “Good Writing Better,” Fiction Foundry will focus on putting the final polish on pieces before publication.
This will be a fun experiment and I’m interested to see how it plays out.
On a better note, Hollie’s Swansong Editing site’s done and running strong. The only real change I still have to do is swap out the basic publicity photos for a better, flash layout.
From the jacket: The Zombie-pocolypse is real! Loved ones are returning from the grave in search of flesh and brains! Humans are running scared! Well, not so much. Here, rather than shooting them in the head, eighteen talented authors have figured out how to put the Undead to work. Zombies can now be contributing members of society once more. These stories will leave you wishing for a zombie of your own. Maybe. . . .
Here’s the test proof for the anthology, “Live and Let Undead,” edited by Hollie Snider. There’s a couple of tweeks the cover artist wants to do to the zombie, but overall, this is the cover.
The funny part is Hollie’s not a huge zombie fan. So why would she jump on the chance to edit an anthology of the walking dead? The response when I teased the hell ouf of her was simple, “It’s a different take on zombies – not your typical flesh-munching frenzy. I like that.”
Hollie and I ran out to a couple of cemeteries for some last minute stock for a photo project (yeah – I know – shut up already). We pull into the 26th street cemetery (I forget the name) and the Mrs. steps on the brakes and says in her best little-girl-at-Christmas voice, “Gimme the camera! Gimme the camera! Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! She snapped a few pics off then let me take over.
Here’s 4 bucks kickin’ back in the quietest place in town and being pestered by magpies.
Had pals Rick, JT and Marie over for game night last evening. Rick brought a game called “Betrayal at House on the Hill.” Never heard of it. Wasn’t sure about it. But when you let me play the creepy-assed little girl with a demonic teddy bear – I’m in.
. . . and what about the teens, Josh and Kait? They blew us off in favor of an evening filled with guns, explosions and generally unacceptable video games. Go figure . . . .
Oh yeah – and I almost forgot – mexican dip, beer, hard cider and Hollie’s 3 gallons (that’s not a typo, folks) of homemade salsa.
Ohhhhhhh, life is good.
Why yes, yes I did.
. . . wait a minute – who the hell am I talking to?
Okay – back to one personality for the moment (the other’s in the head taking care of nature).
Hollie, Josh and I went over to an old high school buddy of hers, Matt. Got to meet the family in a more relaxed environment than the high school reunion and drink a little home brew. And good home brew it was! And Elle’s dinner rocked. And the quirky teenagers (both his and ours) were hilarious throughout the evening (attitude, attitude, attitude – oh to be a teen again . . . wait . . . pass on that one).
Between Matt and JT’s home brewing, I’m going to end up becoming a beer drinker. Talk about good stuff!