Kill the fascist in your head and read a goddamn book.
I just signed a contract with Laughing Man House for my twisted sister of a book about a bride planning her wedding while battling a curse, called JUNE BRIDE. ETA June 2027. Super excited about this press. I fu**ing love their energy and vibe.
#amwritinghorror
Watch Party 11/24/25 @ 7:30pm (PST)--55 years after it premiered. DM me for the link.
Home Desk Corner.
Creatives: please show me your home desk. Either spur of the moment or curated. I want to see where you practice your magic
Thinking about Shelley Winters in all her permutations. This is from The Vistor, 1979.
SATAN'S SCHOOL FOR GIRLS (1973) Watch Party! WED 10/29/25 7pm PST.
76 minutes of SATANIC PANIC! (DM for invite)
You should watch it on something larger than your phone screen.
Look for Kate Jackson, Cheryl Ladd, Pamela Franklin, Roy Thinnes, and Lloyd Bochner.
Witchy watch-party tomorrow 10/15 at 7p PST. MIDNIGHT OFFERINGS is a 1981 TV movie about feuding high school witches! TELEKINESIS! SATANIC ALTAR!
DM me if you'd like to join. (Warning: old video + should be watched on a screen bigger than a phone)
Have you heard?
LITTLE GHOSTS FEST is only a month away!
Packed with vendors, panels & readings, you’ll want to come to this FREE celebration of indie horror!
BONUS: Horror Short Film Fest after hours on Sunday night!
Don’t miss this great October treat
www.littleghostsbooks.com/little-ghost...
At Vons, I used to enjoy pointing to the 3s a Crowd signage while in a line of 10 and ask if it was an ironic joke. Instead of freaking out, I'd laugh loudly at my joke and try to make eye contact with those around me. Purging the rage!
Justin, thank you for the call out. I'm so happy you enjoyed it. This .... shit, I'm a writer and I can't find the words. You made a nice lady very happy.
@dollterror13.bsky.social Big applause for days. This was fantaatic! I saw it for sale at @littleghostsbooks.bsky.social and had to have it ASAP.
I devoured this, and it was such a juicy, meaty, gooey, cheesy, fun time... it was like being at a Brazilian steakhouse.
I await the movie adaptation.
Update:
Ooh!
She was standing there, in a red kimono, as pale as milk, staring at me, with a long thin knife in her hand. I reached out and took it away from her. When she spoke, it was in a whisper that sounded like a snake licking its tongue in and out.
"Why did you have to come back?"
What a beauty!
Was texting my hubby that I was "writing a synopsis" but autospell transformed it to "worming a dumpster," and it sort of fits, sadly.
Is it wrong to wish this was an artisan blueberry-vanilla bean ice cream cone?
I'm so impressed. It's lovely.
Living in Hollywood has been difficult on a couple of fronts, but an occasional delight is its characters (of the non-tragic variety), like the old guy in pirate scarves walking his pug & holding a crystal ball who shouted at me: "Happy Easter Monday. I'm British, we celebrate Easter Monday!"
You dissapeared everywhere else!
I forgot the part where I add: I AM A WRITER. 😄
The Hand of Perception and I would like to announce that Nightmare Press has acquired our weird-scary-fun novella, "Behold, He Scatters His Lightning," for publication in mid- to late-2026.
I'm so flattered to be included! Thanks!
Wow!!! TY!!
This is one of the ways I'll get through the next four years.
Thanks for this, no matter what comes of it.
