Shameless. Yup, that pretty well describes me. George Orwell described writers as “vain, selfish, lazy creatures” and while I’d like to think of myself as so much more, the fact remains I’d rather be in a cabin by a lake with a word processor in my lap than I would making a living doing shift work anywhere. Alas, I’m a slave to my many vices (including food, shelter, healthcare) and until I can keep myself up by doing what I love, I’m doing the whole work and adult responsibility thing.
Yes, I’m extremely proud to be published in both but, even if you skip my work entirely you’re looking at some fantastic reading.
In other news, Undertaker is still lurching forward and I’m considering the potential for a print run of A Thousand Little Deaths if I can. All this and more of my flash fiction and bad movie reviews coming soon. And, of course, more shameless self promotion.