12th Article Finished

I just finished my twelfth article for suite101.com I'm actually pleased with the whole process of it. It's not so much the financial gain from it, because there really isn't any. It's the fact that I can promote all sorts of subject matter that I find rather interesting. Obscure as it might be, it's my way of promoting the profound. Already I have done articles on the haunted history of Edinburgh, Scotland, The Haunted where-a-bouts of San Diego, An interview with a black metal band, An interview with a Embalmer, a zombie event in Seattle, and a few others. This latest article was on Voodoo, the obscure religious practice that is prevalent in Haiti, New Orleans, Jamaica, and the Caribbean. I don't really know what the rest of my articles will be on, but I'm sure there will be plenty of them!

On to the 28th!

It must have been last month when I finished my 27th short story 'Confessions of Depravity'. The story is about a predator of women who lives a facade as a common citizen and productive member of society. Of course, the story, like many others, is based on actual events. Now that this story is completed, I must yet again search the depths of my imagination for new material.
Usually this poses a challenge because of the very high standard I set for all of my works. Lately I have been studying up on the subjects of Voodoo and Palo Mayombe, an African pagan religion. I have also been researching the practices of Brujeria, Mexican Witchcraft. I do enjoy the extreme nature all of these subjects bring to the table. I respect all magical practices, no matter how primitive they may seem. Once I have completed my 28th short story I will have enough material to publish two more books. I can hardly wait!

Awesome Interview. Awesome Article

I finally had the pleasure of completing an article that I had planned for months. The title of the article was 'Living with Death: The inside view of the career experiences of a former Embalmer'. I don't know how many times I tried to get an interview with a mortician or someone of similar profession to no avail. I was about to give up on the idea entirely when I met Thom Carnell, A 'Fangoria' writer and former embalmer. Thom gave me the best interview a person could hope for and completely restored my faith in humanity(well, almost). To see the full interview(which is a four part series because of length issues) visit suite101.com

Never standing still

Well, I can honestly say that the last month certainly has been interesting. I found out that I didn't win the horror contest that I entered months ago. Sad as that was, I still went to Seattle, to the ZomBcon event there and promoted my book to a variety of people. The reception that I had there was amazing. Halloween was equally good here in San Diego, I went to a Goth party and promoted my book there too. Before I did each, an old spiritualist read tarot to me with some promising news. I love such occult themed activities. By keeping myself exceptionally busy, I've noticed that I have, in fact, come very close to fulfilling my goals but, I am not even close to being where I want to be. And I wonder if I ever will.

Excerpts from 'Behold the Darkness'6. 'The Lady of the Fog'

This next excerpt is from the last story from my book 'Behold the Darkness'. It is also the last in the series of excerpts from my books that I have shared until I publish my next book, which should be done sometime next year. This excerpt is promptly titled 'The Lady of the Fog'.

'...The light of the moon would allow me to catch a very limited glimpse of my surroundings. Although the fog could literally be cut with a knife, I was able to see what looked like a woman. The beats of my heart were uncontrollable, for even from a distance you could see she was well endowed. As I approached, her beauty revealed it's true magnificence. Through the fog, it was of beauty that was of unequaled grace. Seeing so feminine a creature, it was of my sworn duty to offer her assistance. I slowed my horse to a halt. "My lady, these woods can be treacherous at night. Please allow my escort." The woman said nothing. I, for a moment, was silent as well. Her beauty was captivating. Stealing the very breath from my chest. The pause between us drifted me away from my senses. I found myself ignoring the dangers of the forest and getting off my steed. I caressed her and tried to touch my lips to hers only to have her look away and gently turn from me. Slowly she walked away from me, but before she was swallowed by the fog she gave me one last look. A look that haunted me the rest of my days....'

Excerpts from 'Behold the Darkness'5. 'Hell is for Heroes'

The next excerpt from my book 'Behold the Darkness' is from the fifth story, 'Hell is for Heroes'.
It was the first story I wrote about the Demon E'ferries. I have written several since. Essentially, the story consists of the demon boasting of all of his Hellish exploits....enjoy!

'It is my passion to reveal to the Almighty that mankind is nothing more than a sniveling dog. It is for this that I was banished from my celestial origins. Banished I may be, but I am not helpless. For many a war have I started, and I have claimed many a soul. So many in fact, that one day Heaven may be empty. Several celebrations have I had in indulgence to this fact, and I shall have several more...'

Excerpts from 'Behold the Darkness'4. 'Necromancer'

This next excerpt is from the fourth story of my book 'Behold the Darkness'. It is appropriately titled 'Necromancer'.

'Bound and gagged, the initiate waited. Trapped helplessly in a cellar, it had been hours since he was placed there by his superiors and each passing second was an eternity. And though cold, dark, and not at all comfortable the initiate waited patiently for if he was anything-he was willing. Willing to endure pain, humiliation, even death. The chance of attaining membership into the most prestigious of all secretive societies was well worth it's weight in suffering. Very few people even knew such a group existed much less had the opportunity to gain membership. Only those who were deemed worthy enough were given the slightest chance of entry. Doctors, lawyers, politicians, architects, scientists, and men of extreme wealth and influence composed the group. People of ordinary standing were never given a second thought. Incredibly, this fool considered himself lucky and would have considered himself so even if his suffering was a hundred times worse. Such was the allure of the Order of the Dragon....'