The making of a horror novelist.
The above picture with the oh-so-sad, winter trees is from our yard yesterday. Today the sky is heavy with dark clouds, and it’s raining, a cold, vampiric rain that sucks the warmth right out of your blood. We usually get spring by the end of March, so I expect several more weeks of chilly weather. … Continue reading It’s too COLD to Write
I Bird Boxed My Imagination or How I Scared Myself Sh*tless to Get Ideas for Spooky Scenes. I tried three different ideas, and they all worked. 1. Blindfolded in a Cemetery I visited a cemetery during a chilling wind storm (not an electrical storm!) and blindfolded myself. With my strongest sense out of commission, I … Continue reading I Bird Boxed My Imagination
