Friday, June 21, 2013

Hall of Records

Been a while since I just straight up posted some of my writing here, so here is a little haiku sequence. This one is certainly nowhere near the realm of horror or dark fiction, but instead is about my obsession with record collecting. Anyone who knows me well can attest to the fact that music and its physical forms are important to my existence. Additionally, anyone else who happens to be a record collector is well aware of how this obsession can become a dark road to tread down. So perhaps it still fits within my general themes? Hmm...


I. list has been compiled
    covers, colors, versions rare
    must obtain them all

II. hunt through dusty bins
    obsession quest for bonzers
    musical treasures

III. alphabetize them
      inspect each and every groove
      file in expedit
IV. needle into wax
      now i bask in aural sex
      religion is sound

V. vinyl vertigo
     three chords that dwell within me
     earaches bring sweet pangs

Sunday, June 9, 2013

New Short Published on Coffin Catalogs

Another one of my oddball flash fiction pieces has reared its head on the internet today. This one is called "The Gift That Creeps On, Living," and it was posted on a cool site called Coffin Catalogs. I'm glad this one found a home; it's a bit different from some of my other work, but I'm fond of it just like all of my other deformed children.

Go check it out here: