By now you know I’m a bit of a spelling fiend. Grammar, too, though not so much. In the past couple of months, some of the mistakes I’ve seen in books would just make the Baby Webster cry. And I don’t mean an occasional mistake here and there. I mean something used repeatedly, over and […]
Health insurance. OMFG. Who do these assholes think they are? Every time my doctor changes my medication, which he does for good cause, I have to jump through flaming hoops and half the time, go completely WITHOUT meds because the insurance folks want to dick around and pretend that they know better than the man […]
If you haven’t seen by now, I’ve published Undead Oz. The blurb not enough to tell you about it? Don’t be looking for Judy Garland. Dawthy Pale is a wide-eyed ingenue of a different stripe. Elmira Goolch kills poor little Utoh, and Dawthy travels to Oz, the Land Down Under, or aka The Land of […]
I thought of this because I just finished one of the worst books I’ve ever read. I won’t tell you the name. What’s sad is that the story had such great potential. Spelling errors? A ‘ewe longbow’; I assume ‘yew’. A ‘heard of’ some kind of animal. ‘He’ for ‘the’ (this one was pretty frequent). […]
Working so hard on Undead Oz, I’m hoping this book breaks through in a way Break never did (although that falls on me and my lack of time to promote it). I have had ideas so far for puppets (and I’ll work on those this weekend), and an Ozopoly game. Probably can’t do much with […]
Print version is now available. Not the photo I wanted to use; the resolution was too…how shall I say? Piss-poor? But still a lovely shot. Just don’t ask me which cemetery it’s from. Again, not to be confused with the Undead Land of Oz. Posers!
Just a blurb to let the world know: Undead Oz is live on the Kindle Store, for $1.99. There is another book called The Undead World of Oz, don’t confuse them. Print copies will probably happen, proofs are on order. REJOICE!
They had reached one border of the cemetery. About forty yards beyond the last of the graves, the woods began, and sitting in the growing shadows under the first line of trees was an old wagon. Chunk had stopped in front of it, and was now looking back at them. “It’s like one of those […]