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But really I’m celebrating with a walk on the beach after sending off a 2,500 word story which I managed to write and edit this weekend. I haven’t been that productive in a while. Plus the story lies at the intersection of baseball and body horror. Summer is in the air!

Did I sell a book to my bartender? Yes I did.




There is a tear in the sky at sunset here in Newport.

Stokercon is about being able to wear t-shirts that most people shrug at but instead you hang out and start thinking maybe Bizarrocon would be worth the plane ticket.



