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October 19

Went to see the new Halloween this morning. It is solidly “pretty good.” The hype machine is out of control with this one and I’m guessing that a lot of the reactions will be disappointment that it doesn’t live up to it, even though it’s a perfectly decent slasher flick. We’ve already had a Halloween movie that erases the sequels and brings back Jamie Lee Curtis, so I guess I was expecting more of a change to the formula.

Met my downgraded quota of 1000 words on the new novel, bringing me up to 11,000. Going to try to write a piece of flash fiction (“How’s My Driving?”) for my upcoming newsletter and get some other stuff done before I watch my second movie of the day…Mindy Has To Die! Yes, I finally get to see the feature film adaptation of my book Stalking You Now!

In other movie news, the option for Wolf Hunt has been officially renewed for another year. You may see George and Lou on the big screen yet!

October 18

Drove 90 miles today to pick apples from an orchard, but the U-Pick part had closed early, so instead we’d driven 90 miles (each way) to purchase apples. Still, they’re good apples. And there was a barbecue stop.

I’ve been a MoviePass user for several years, back when it was $30 a month. It was a great value that became an even greater value when I moved to Atlanta with its expensive-ass movie prices. When my wife told me that they’d dropped the price to ten bucks a month, I thought she’d fallen for an internet hoax, but nope, ten bucks a month for a movie a day, every day. A value so jaw-droppingly incredible that it was hard to imagine what kind of business model would allow them to do this.

Well, of course, it all fell apart. MoviePass kept changing the rules, making it crappier and crappier until finally settling on the astoundingly crappy plan where you only get three movies a month (okay, still cheaper than buying the tickets) from a very small selection of rotating choices (WTF?). I can’t imagine any new customers reviewing the current setup and saying “Yes! This is something I should do!”

I’d bought an annual plan, but with its renewal coming up in November I cancelled it and switched to the AMC program, which costs twice as much but has an advantage over MoviePass in that it isn’t complete garbage. My first movie will be Halloween tomorrow morning.

Did my 2500 word quota today, despite the long trip for apples, bringing me up to 10,000 on the new novel. And with that, I’m going to drop the quota to a scant 1000 words for the next three days while I try to knock some items off my to-do list.

Oh, by the way, here’s the cover to Bang Up

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October 17

Made up for yesterday’s (small) writing shortfall, so the new as-yet-untitled novel is now at 7500 words. The first chapter has no horror whatsoever, but by the end of the second chapter there’s some pretty compelling evidence that things are not going to be pleasant. I’m on Chapter Four now, and things are just about to go insane…

In a brief holding pattern on Bang Up while I wait for the last piece of feedback. Admittedly, there are some things I could be doing that DON’T require that feedback (writing the promo copy, writing the flash fiction story that will go in the newsletter that promotes the new release, formatting…) but I’ve been focusing on the new novel.

I’ll probably have to scale back my daily quota on that book, because my to-do list for the rest of October includes:

  • All of the Bang Up stuff, including adding a page to the website.
  • An essay for a non-fiction book.
  • A foreword for a different non-fiction book.
  • A short story for a horror anthology.
  • My October newsletter.
  • A bonus newsletter for cross-promo purposes (which will also have a new flash fiction piece).
  • An essay for the StokerCon 2019 souvenir book.
  • Various other bits and pieces.

Plus, all of the cool Halloween-related stuff, including two events that I’ll post about soon.

And tomorrow I’m going apple picking.

 

 

October 16

Technically I’m writing this on October 17th, but it’s about 12:30 AM and I haven’t gone to bed yet so I’m counting it as the day before because, at least in terms of this blog, I am all-powerful.

Today I was back to work after my long road trip, and I came up just a bit short on my writing goal. I wanted to write 2500 words on the new book, putting me at 5000 total, and ended at 4729. Unless I’ve got a fast-approaching deadline, my rule is that I don’t “make up” shortfalls (because that can quickly turn overwhelming and frustrating) but I may break that rule tomorrow and shoot for 7500 total to get back on track.

The Bang Up cover is done and I’ll be sharing it soon. Waiting to hear back from the last couple of test readers and then this thing should be ready to go!

In the evening I went to the Netherworld Haunted House in Stone Mountain, Georgia. Many sources rank it as the #1 haunted attraction in the country, and I’ve certainly never seen anything that comes close. I enjoy Universal Studios Halloween Horror Nights, but the lines are SO long and the crowds SO thick, even on off-nights, that the ratio of “fun” to “suffering” tips too far to the “suffering” side.

Netherworld only has two haunted houses, but they’re longer than if you went through all of the Universal houses back-to-back, and there’s not a second of dead space. Hell, the indoor portion of the line to get in is so impressive that it’s not clear until you reach spot where they scan your ticket that it hadn’t already started.

I’ll share pictures tomorrow.

October 15 (Merrimack Valley Halloween Fest)

Well, the Merrimack Valley Halloween Book Festival more than lived up to the hype. Because of the significant drive involved, it could’ve easily been a “Well, that was fun, but probably not something we’d do again,” event, but we’re already planning for October 12, 2019!

(Planning = Putting the date on my calendar. I mean, I’m not packing or anything.)

As previously mentioned, the drive up from Georgia to Massachusetts suuuuuucked. My wife Lynne Hansen and I left a day early so that we weren’t driving alongside Hurricane Michael, but it still rained almost the entire way. A 10-mile stretch right before Baltimore may have taken two hours to get through. But at the end of it, we got to have dinner with Norman Prentiss and his husband Jim. Energized by my burger, I drove a couple more hours, where we stopped for the night at a gross motel.

Eventually we did make it to Haverhill, Massachusetts. With a whole extra day in New England, we made a trip over to Salem. The city is absolutely terrifying in October, although I’m referring to trying to find a parking spot. We had lunch of deep-fried full-bellied clams, which is a bonus value because your meal includes what the clams ate.

We had an early dinner with Tony Tremblay, and Diane and John Buja, who were all joining us in staying with John McIlveen, who had generously offered to let us lurk in his home for the weekend. We ate light, because many of the authors would be gathering at the McIlveen place that evening, and I’d heard whispered tales of the legendary food John’s wife Roberta would prepare for such events.

Oh, yeah, the legend was real. The chicken wings alone were mythic.

Some of the less intelligent authors hung out on the outdoor porch, which was a very nice porch but a) outdoors, and b) in Massachusetts in October. I come up to Rhode Island for Necon every year, and there were so many familiar faces that this was like a mini-Necon with way better food.

The next day was the big event, the Merrimack Valley Halloween Book Festival, run by Christopher Golden. This was the fourth year. The premise was pretty simple: Over 60 horror authors sat at tables in a library. There were panel discussions upstairs in a surprisingly large auditorium.

And it rocked! I’ve done many, many events where you get to know your neighbor very well because you’re kinda just sitting there waiting for somebody to take pity on you and approach your table, but this had a constant flow of people, and they were there to buy books! I sold a lot of books and signed a lot of books that people brought from home. Plus this event was the launch of Hark! The Herald Angels Scream, which contains my story “Good Deeds,” so I signed a bunch of copies of that, too.

I was on a lively panel discussion about how horror sneakily infiltrates other genres. I meant to bring up the fate of Gus Fring on Breaking Bad, but forgot.

The enthusiasm level was crazy. Scares That Care is also filled with passionate readers, but that’s a three-day event and this was only six-and-a-half hours, so there were no dead spots. There really weren’t even any slow spots until maybe the final hour, and that was only slow compared to how it had been before. I’d been told this was how the event would go, but I was still surprised at just how flat-out great it was. Keep in mind that I once did an event called Asylum Tampa where the guy at the next booth asked me when the vendors room we were in opened to the public, and I told him it had been open for the past forty-five minutes.

It’s really all about the energy of an event like this. Again, it was basically just rows of tables with authors behind them. (Note that I am not for one second suggesting that coordinating an event like this is anything less than a nightmare. I know what our kind is like.) But the energy was fantastic. Everybody was having a great time. Many people spoke of spending too much money, and for them I am grateful.

After that, it was off to sate our ravenous hunger. We returned to John McIlveen’s home for a low-key evening, went to bed early, and set the alarm for 5:30 AM. We were unhappy when the alarm went off, but it was time to depart.

Because the weather and traffic didn’t suck on the way back (minus one significant delay, where the heavy fog, light rain, and red taillights gave a pretty good visual approximation of driving into Hell) we said, screw it, let’s try to get home tonight. We took many short breaks but no long breaks, and arrived home at 1:45 AM.

Thanks to everybody who helped work on this event, to all of my author friends who attended, and to all of the wonderful readers. It was freaking awesome.

October 11

Whoops, my October 9th update didn’t post, but it wasn’t all that exciting.

After exactly one day of working on the new novel, my writing schedule got thrown off by having to leave a day early for the Merrimack Valley Halloween Book Festival to get ahead of Hurricane Michael. Even without driving alongside a hurricane, the weather sucked and the traffic sucked and the 1200 miles (divided between two days) did NOT fly by. But we made it!

Tomorrow we’re going to drive over to Salem to ignite a few witches, and then Saturday is the big event! 60+ horror authors crammed into a library! Be there!

October 8

So Bang Up is written, edited, and off to my bloodthirsty crew of test readers. The best part of self-publishing is how accelerated the pace now becomes. If this were one of my traditionally published books, I’d be saying “Watch for Bang Up, coming to a bookstore near you October 2019!” Instead, it’ll be out this month.

I’d love to sit back and bask in the glow of a job well done, but my To-Do list is…not short. And I want to dive right into the next novel even though it would be very easy to wait until next week when I’m back from the Merrimack Valley Halloween Book Festival.

So, back to work…

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