a Small Bastard Story It's another rip-snorter of an evening at the Gulp Gulch Saloon. A few townsfolk amble by, hoping to get an eyeful of debauchery while trying to stay out of sight. A cowboy vomits on the side of the building much to the chagrin of the prostitute … Continue reading 101 Damnations
I've never been a boaster. I feel like a b-hole talking about my work, generally, which causes the voices to scream "WAY TO SELF-PROMOTE, YA DIPASS!" in my head on a regular basis, or "on the regular," as I'm pretty sure no one says... So, with my gonzo horror/creatively vulgar novella Gravenfrost out in the wild, … Continue reading Talking about Ghost Boobs with family…
The Devil's Domicile. The notoriously infamous house is just one of the hot spots that cultists, freaks, and other assorted malcontents visit in Gravenfrost, Maine. Founded on ground so tainted it was said to be vomited up from the sea itself, Gravenfrost isn't your average sleepy New England town. When the host of a popular … Continue reading Gravenfrost
